my cards are on the table
don’t call my bluff, i’m already baring all
no tease
i want you to know -
my stomach drops along with the temperature
the weight of winter is unbearable
my heart hurts now yours cannot
i feel for you
i care like you
i have lived, felt, experienced
Enough
i don’t wish to hurt
Any More
help me feel bliss
the wind through my hair
a snowflake on my tongue
not a dagger through my heart
or another hit at the happiness i have
another left; another lost
if not on my sleeve
where would i wear my heart
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
my cards are on the table
don’t call my bluff, i’m already baring all
no tease
i want you to know -
my stomach drops along with the temperature
the weight of winter is unbearable
my heart hurts now yours cannot
i feel for you
i care like you
i have lived, felt, experienced
Enough
i don’t wish to hurt
Any More
help me feel bliss
the wind through my hair
a snowflake on my tongue
not a dagger through my heart
or another hit at the happiness i have
another left; another lost
if not on my sleeve
where would i wear my heart