You know, I've started getting used to it.
The expertise came slowly, bit by bit.
The way their eyes look when the heart breaks.
Honestly, I've turned it into something of an art.
Because, another person confessed their love today,
and how on earth am I supposed to convey
that I don't want to be tied down by anyone?

I am a strong
but, man... that day broke me
don't get me wrong, i picked myself back up and glued myself together
but
just because the glue hardened doesn't mean the cracks disappeared
I had to do it
There was no choice
you couldn't see it but i could because i was raised to look ahead
both a blessing and a curse
im so glad you were the first
but i wish i hadn't have broken it up like i did
i need to be strong
i need to be happy
i need to be a heartbreaker
because darling,
that was what i was made to do
to strip lungs of breath
to leave minds wondering and imaginations whirling
to make people ache for my touch
we would never have lasted longer than we did
because like it or not i grew bored
but i am strong enough to resist
strong enough to give you those last weeks of happiness
strong enough to allow you to recover in private
but i wasn't strong enough to not break in the process of breaking you

-The first and definitely not the last

"I love you," a kind soul said.
"Don't do that to yourself," I replied.
"I take that love and use it for personal gain. Then once I'm done I throw you away, for who keeps the spare parts? I'll let you fill that void inside me for a little while and keep myself warm against the harsh and cold winter. I'll let you 'love' me then, just to be cruel, I'll drop you. You'll be sad and wonder, 'How could she?' or 'What did I do?' You didn't do a thing darling, I just grew tired and it was getting too hot for me (maybe i was getting attached we'll never know). So, ya, don't do that to yourself."

«In addition to this, you let him go.
Not because you have to,
but because you need to,
need to break a heart.
take their breath, because you don’t have enough oxygen to breath.
Maybe you think you are dying, and want everyone else around you to be in your pace.
Because once, you were the heartbroken one, and that ******, right?

Or maybe you are just immature.
Your eyes, and his too, may see a full bloomed woman on the outside.
On the inside however, you are a lost girl, wandering in a too big world,
and the urge to fill whole cities with your ego is too tempting.
Because your soul and mind haven’t connected and found it self yet.
Can you even walk in a ladies heels, woman??»

I say to myself.
While I wiggle down the street.  
With invisible black, tattooed tears, right under my eye.
I adore the oxygen within my lungs,
like an addict taking drugs.
…Or like me, stealing love filled hearts…

You say “you make me sick I can’t stand to be around you
I slap, I punch, I hit you in your gay tattoo
You think you could make a fool of me
But I’m still standing, it’s so hard for you to see
Together forever, but now I see this was never meant to be”

Maybe someday I’ll change my ways
You will come along sweep me off my feet and change me within days
You will open my mind and eyes
Change me in so many different ways, take me by surprise
But that will most likely not happen to me
And you will wound up preoccupied with everything I am
Tonight, you’re checking out my Facebook pictures and you’ll categorize, scrutinize, and conceptualize my poems
You will never have fallen in love this hard
It’s too late, you’re too involved, you can’t forget anything about me, the thought of me not being with you is already leaving you scarred

You had this fictitious picture that I would be the one
But you see your preoccupied mind has made you believe something is happening between us that has never even begun
You thought that lesbian eye I was giving you was for real
You thought you could tie me down, control me with your *** appeal
But that will most likely not happen to me
And you will wound up preoccupied with everything I am
Tonight, you’re checking out my Facebook pictures and you’ll categorize, scrutinize, and conceptualize my poems
You will never have fallen in love this hard
It’s too late, you’re too involved, you can’t forget anything about me, the thought of me not being with you is already leaving you scarred

You will have never felt about someone this way
My sincere eyes, the way I bite your lips, the calming smooth words I say
This is how I get deep within
Inside your mind and body, this is where falling in love with me starts to begin
You will have never felt about someone this way
My sincere eyes, the way I bite your lips, the calming smooth words I say
This is how I get within
Inside your mind and body, this is where falling in love with me starts to begin
You won’t be able to sleep without dreaming about me
It’s not like this stuff happens on purpose, your mind will be affected with all the words I say
Every moment you get free will be dedicated to recollecting the day
Your stalker-ish intentions will be difficult to control but subsided
You wouldn’t wanna go ******* this up

You shouldn’t worry about losing me
It’s not like we were together or anything
Although you thought we were, but you shouldn’t let that affect how you’re feeling
You knew that day I had you pinned against the wall, stirring into your eyes
I’ll take advantage of you when you’re weak if you let me
Because I like to be in control you see
So, you shouldn’t worry about losing me
It’s not like we were together or anything
Although it may have seen like we were, but you shouldn’t let that affect how you’re feeling
You knew that day I had you pinned against the wall, stirring into your eyes
I’ll take advantage of you when you’re weak if you let me
Because I like to be in control you see
You’ll be the submissive and I’ll be the dominator
This is just how this relationship goes
You’ll be the submissive and I’ll be the dominator
You're down on your knees, you're pleading please don’t leave, you're submissive to me
This is just how this goes, they call out my name and say
Aww Hale, the heartbreaker

Hey there little siren,
Somewhere between girl and woman.
How you play,
Swim with the current,
And sing to those boys.
Honey, that bright smile could ****.
You'll be a heartbreaker someday.
Literally.
Those eyes could peirce men's souls,
But be careful
Don't play too hard
Mother always said don't play with
Your food.

Label me a hurricane if it fits,
you think I trampled
on these hearts but they are nothing
but counterfeit;
there's no way to tame
a tempest you see,
you can't blame me for being a misfit.