So I'm
sad that
I can't
conquer
love
and to
think
a year
ago
I didn't
know that
love existed
or that I
could feel it
in my soul
like so

and the sun
sets in its
orange descent
but I see
the world in
mono-color
where I
stumble
as I'm
falling
(I'm falling)
apart

So in hope
of defeating
love, I'll sit
beside my-
self
in the
corner of
my room
and cut
1,000
paper hearts.