He often asked me if I believed in love
I often answered if love believed me
see he was willing to fix the flame
that no longer burnt when the sun left on rainy days
he saw the flaws that I let escape
I saw the love that he yarned to give  
so I soaked my heart in his treasures
never fully understanding the meaning to
Love
So who the **** was he kidding?
Thinking  I could be open to love
Let’s reminisce
my heart was done when josh burnt his bridges
maybe when jose told me he never viewed me as
His Women
or maybe when I laid beside a man who never called me
He
told me he loved me
just to undress me
only to finesse me
just to say he sexed me
In mind he next me just to move on to the next me
you know the shy girl with the heart of gold
often eager to please that she misleads
in ends up
on a broken rode
So I often asked could he see his self loving
after his heart was left in a
disaster?
He just said
Disaster aren’t final destinations