I’ve seen this behavior before
when it rains
it pours
thankful for the struggle that keeps me up at night
Don’t ever think that everyone who leaves wants to
2-3-4-5
I’ve vanished to another life
moonlight, poetry, and a couple of glasses of Merlot
for all of you
if you wake up with a broke heart
hug yourself gently instead of tightly
you’re fragile my dear
learn the ropes to get rid of fear
pour yourself another glass
contemplate how long you’ve ran to catch up to your life
speeding, trembling, fearing the unknown
ultimately,
we all just want someone who’s crazy about us
in a healthy way.
will you slow dance with me until the sun comes up?