there's a war inside my body
between my head and my heart
and with no end in sight
it threatens to tear me apart
because my heart says stay
love
endure
and hope
but my heart says cut
run
disconnect
and protect what is left of your heart

because being with you is a paradox
both endless bliss and torture
at once contentment and devastation
somehow heartache and perfect love
because my heart is a place you will always have a home
but i am cursed to be forever alone
a drifter
a bookbinder fixing broken hearts, rather than broken spines
somehow able to repair everyone
even the most devastated soul

everyone

except

myself