is he worth it?
I barely know him
and yet...

no what am I thinking

my hearts just too damaged
it's been ripped out
torn apart and crushed

and by the same guys

so many times
and they're still too much part of my life
I can't just walk away

I tried so hard

I built an artillery around my heart
yet somehow
he still poked his head in

maybe I'm just a fool

but he seems so nice
sweet in a goofy way and so safe
he feels different from the others

and yet... so similar

they weren't always monsters
they seemed sweet
safe...

I was such a fool!

I believed they were kind
I believed I could trust them
I believed they liked me too

I gave them my heart

and watched as they destroyed it
they made me feel so helpless
convincing me it was love

and how can you fight love?

I know now it wasn't love
but what if he does the same
could my heart take it?

maybe he'll be different

but should i risk it
after everything
my heart is so fragile

I just want to believe I'm still strong

prove I can have a good guy
to myself
to those who hurt me

yet I have to wonder

maybe I'm just to hopeless
I should just do away with my useless heart
save myself the pain

is love worth it?

This is misplaced guilt
watching you spiral,
I have to remind myself
it's not my fault.

I can't bring myself
to care the same again,
We were never meant
to last as long as we did.

Self destruction is
all too familiar.
I wouldn't wish it on anybody,
it's not your fault.

I'll always wish you
the best happiness.
You know a girl like me,
I was never meant to be  yours.

How these tables have turned,
there's somebody that will
Be there like you once were.
But I won't be at fault.

I choose to follow my
heart to bliss,
Nothing will stop me
from this.

I hate to say it,
but I hope you can
Follow your chest.
You know you've got it
For a reason.

I say let's crawl inside the sheets together.
Let our hairs go wild, and our knees touch!
Here I go with a wink of an eye, and you kiss the other.

I say let's talk until our neighbors hear us.
Our arms can touch each others until the clock strikes us asleep.
Here I sit with one leg on top of the other, and you trace it with one finger at a time.

I say let's lock your door inside out.
We can hope no one will ever knock to wake us from the fantastic slumber of passion.
Here my heart is tugging on your sleeves - to peek, to understand, to see what I mean.

I say invite me for a sleep over on a lazy Friday night; you won't regret it.
I'm an artist when it comes to building fortresses, and a lover when it comes to you.
Here I observe the corner of your lips heightening into a smirk.

I say close your eyes and do not over think.
Your imperfections orient me toward you only more and more.
Here I say we should spend every day together until forever after.