I've met "the one"
Please tell her she has too

Me: do you believe in life after death?
Me: no, but I wonder what happens when there's nothing left
Me: so what happens when you take your last breath?
Me: you decide if your high reaches depth.

Me: what about love, is it real or fake?
Me: you tell me your heart is a lake
Me: you fill it with emotion that's deemed by a state?
Me: it insist you're nothing until another's heart you take.

Me: I don't understand, are you pro life?
Me: of course there's no honour in death by the knife
Me: so what keeps you alive when pondering strife?
Me: my life, my kids and love for my wife

Me: so you say you're depressed but you seem fine to me
Me: but the face of the facts are not as clean
Me: and what makes you as positive as seems
Me: I live with depression it doesn't control me.

I only wanted to fix you
But you seem to enjoy being broken
If that's true I'm leaving
My heart vulnerable when open

We could have had something special
Taken the good with the bad
But you just make them the same
And smile when you're mad

Shouting and screaming
Throwing plates after blame
Using *** as a pacifier
Shouting my name
Anger beaten back
To where it came
Ready to build up
And we start it again

Being broken isnt a way out
A reason for everything
An excuse to shout
You can let your heart open
I know I can fix you
Unless you enjoy being broken

I seem to be collecting hearts...

Some gained unintentionally,
But I worked hard for most,
A few are a bit warn now,
And I broke some too,

If I have yours and you'd like it back,
Just let me know, although,
There's no guarantee, as,
It may be yours that I'm currently using,

I don't mean to keep it from you,
But my heart was taken long ago,
I'm just trying to find one that fits,
So I can be happy again soon.

You'll never know I wrote this
So What's the point?

If only I had the time
To use all the time I have left
I'd use it only on you.