You told me this key opened your heart
but it turns out that I'm not the girlfriend part.
I used to love you but then you broke me
shortly after you gave me this old rusty key.
This key has been used before
over the years it's become a thing of yore.

You loved her, that was plain to see.
You loved with a love that isn’t put simply.

You loved her like the rain,
so pretty from afar, but you wanted to take shelter, and hide when she falls.

You loved her like a peach,
sweet and hard to resist. Everything was cool until you got to her pit.

You loved her like winter, comfortable in a sweater. But with the least bit of cold, you pretend you haven’t met her.

You loved her like the sun, shining oh so beautifully bright. But you ran away when she lost her will to fight.

You loved her, and that much is true.
But you loved her in a way that was convenient for you.

It is never the gun that shoots itself,
therefore it is the
lover
and not the
love
that hurts us all.

I’m too sad
and
they’ll say “that’s too bad”

I want you too much,
I need to feel your touch.

I’ve never felt a love too strong.
That is until you came along.

There was a time
when
our lips hadn't yet touched.

and

There was a day
when
your eyes didn't know mine.

and

There was a point
that
your hands hadn't yet caressed my body.

And to think,
all that I have to do is ***** up once,
and I'll begin to remember these seemingly foreign things,
just a little too well.

True love comes in many forms.
The first man that I loved was my dad.

True love is putting a band-aid on a “boo-boo”
true love is showing that people should appreciate you.
In the form of a hug
or “laughing shoulder shrugs”
helping me balance on a bike I was too scared to ride.
Rolling eyes in a grocery store
or winning fights of “I love you more”
Dad taught me how to be a lady.

Yes dad,
some days I might think you’re crazy,
but you were the first man I’d ever love.

Weaving a hook through a worm
or braving a storm
only to embrace the sound of thunder.
You bring me pure joy
surrounded by noise
of this “big” ole city we’re in.

Yes dad,
I might not say it all of the time,
but you were the first man I’d ever love.

True love comes in many forms.
The most different and unique is for Hunter.

True love is calling non-stop
from miles away
to make sure I didn’t cut
I had put the blade away.
True love is that care
the “you’re beautiful” stare
and the endless beauties you’ve shown me.
In the form of saving my life,
fixing our fights,
and helping me stay on track.
In the form of your kisses
and your “sweet dream” wishes,
in the form of my favorite song.
You’re in my head and my heart,
you made everything right when it was all wrong.

Yes Hunter,
I’m in love with you now
and I feel that I will be
until the death parting vow.
Forever and always watching out for me.
Doing what others can’t
being what I’ll always need.

True love comes in many forms
my first was my mom.

True love is carrying a baby in your belly
even if you weren’t “ready”.
True love is making sure
mama hugs came in steady.
Hugging me while I giggle.
Holding me down for a tickle.
Maybe solving a puzzle or two.

Yes mom,
I’m growing up now,
but my first true love was you.

16 and a half years later
sometimes I don’t know what to say to her.
Locked away in my room.
Involved with myself
the books on my shelf
Sometimes I don’t know what to do.

Yes mom,
I’m not always there
but my first true love was you.

toss and turn
a love to learn
a tear to spill
a heart to ****
a rose for me, but a bullet for you
tumbling in roses is fun, but there’s always thorns too.

I like coffee
you prefer tea.
I love you
and
you love me.

This is a story of how two halves of people so very madly in love,
create something whole and beautiful.

do you think I meant to fall for him?

no. but I don’t necessarily want to stand back up.

the leaves were falling,
but now it’s snow.
I can’t fall back into love,
I just want him to know.

even though it never happened,
I remember remarkably well.
your blue eyes sparkled with a hint of green,
as did my brown ones, I'm sure.
and apparently if we look long enough,
seeing that glimmer of love,
you'll try to kiss me,
but I will only dodge it.
how truly stupid of me.

I was tickled and not disappointed,
seeing how love sick i was.
theres only a sliver of hope left,
that dreams can become reality.