The feeling of your hand rub against my leg.
Not knowing where your hand has been,
I take it to interlock with mine.
My broken heart slowly shooting sparks.
The butterflies awake in my stomach.
My feet are lifted off the ground as my head is in the clouds.
Your hand slips out of mine,
and into another.
Now her feet are lifted.
Now her heart is shooting sparks.
I see the twinkle in her eyes as she looks at you.
My heart stopped shooting sparks.
My feet found the ground.
I hands are in my pockets.
Until you come back around...

“Dear Lord, I know I am the angel you most regret.
Forgive me for my misunderstood intentions.
Forgive me for the drugs I take in just to be right beneath your feet.
Forgive me for the sins I commit without regretting them.
Forgive me if I’m not a strong enough soldier to defend your word when unbelievers bash on your greatness.
Forgive me.”


**stands up and wipes the dirt off his prickly knees

I cut
Just to feel alive.

I cry
Just to feel pain.

I skip meals
Just to feel worthy.

I don't sleep
Just to feel something.

Now, I don't even know
If I'm feeling anything at all.

We broke up, and you found somebody new.
She's beautiful, she has everything that I've ever wanted... you.
She is pretty and smart. But she doesn't go fishing
she doesn't go muddin'
she doesn't go camping,
she doesn't go huntin'
but you had to have her so don't come crawling back
you wanted her well now you got her.
You're stuck with the little preppy princess sorry.
I'm not taking you back.