I found her when I didn't want to.
I had given up on love
in any shape or form

She made me believe in happy endings again
and told me that everyone
including myself
deserved love and second chances

But my head,
messed up as it is,
is stronger than my heart,
lovely as she made it sound

So I gave up
and eventually she let me go
and I fell like the rain
hitting the pavement as hard
as her heart
when I told her
*I'm sorry, I can't