Scars on the skin always have stories to tell,
adventures to recount,
tales to convey.
It's the unseen scars on the heart
that have nothing to say.
Except rest deep within and confess
loves that have only been repaid with
people are just storms with skin
I won't ever love the same.
I'll always be sad, and I'll always remember this because at 1am is when the true feelings come.
I can't ever imagine giving my heart up again. once I gave you mine you were so careless with it, you were my quarterback but fumbled every time