You are a bleeding romantic.
Ever so ready to fall in a love pool but
alarmingly lazy when swimming out of it because you have grown accustomed to its strange warmth
You want to capture a moment, and keep it to yourself but your eyes are not lenses.
Your eyes, in stead, see the magic beyond surfaces and the truth behind the incomplete enigma-that is a man's heart.
And like young Einstein, you wish to pull the broken pieces together
Countless Einstein hearts, much like yours, wail from the lost underworld. And a few, like mine, that have managed the incredible feat of escape, wish to never return to the underground.
I perceive you are different;
Unscathed by the pain and the loss, you wish to return.
I read your heart in a noisy room the other day, and I dare say, when words cut you or when your heart breaks,
you don't bleed like us,
you bleed romance.
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 8:45 PM UTC
You are a bleeding romantic.
Ever so ready to fall in a love pool but
alarmingly lazy when swimming out of it because you have grown accustomed to its strange warmth
You want to capture a moment, and keep it to yourself but your eyes are not lenses.
Your eyes, in stead, see the magic beyond surfaces and the truth behind the incomplete enigma-that is a man's heart.
And like young Einstein, you wish to pull the broken pieces together
Countless Einstein hearts, much like yours, wail from the lost underworld. And a few, like mine, that have managed the incredible feat of escape, wish to never return to the underground.
I perceive you are different;
Unscathed by the pain and the loss, you wish to return.
I read your heart in a noisy room the other day, and I dare say, when words cut you or when your heart breaks,
you don't bleed like us,
you bleed romance.
