I wish I had
The armor you keep on your heart
I would not have to worry
About Cupid’s shots
Like shooting stars
That I wish I could wish upon
But no
Arrow after heart shattering arrow
Leaving my chest
Tender and full of holes
And those holes
If they were to heal
I wish created thicker skin
To not let the same voids
Be made again
But instead I find
The feather ends
Sticking out
Making my love hideous
Like highway roadkill
Dare not look
Dare not touch
Dare not acknowledge
For I wish your feelings sparred
But yet I yearn for the day
That someone comes around
And love this mangled heart
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 10:23 PM UTC
I wish I had
The armor you keep on your heart
I would not have to worry
About Cupid’s shots
Like shooting stars
That I wish I could wish upon
But no
Arrow after heart shattering arrow
Leaving my chest
Tender and full of holes
And those holes
If they were to heal
I wish created thicker skin
To not let the same voids
Be made again
But instead I find
The feather ends
Sticking out
Making my love hideous
Like highway roadkill
Dare not look
Dare not touch
Dare not acknowledge
For I wish your feelings sparred
But yet I yearn for the day
That someone comes around
And love this mangled heart
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