Heart Heavy


i can’t make you love me.

instead I’m addicted to heartbreak,

songs that lay me down and ask

do i ever cross your mind?

because you are the best thing

and darling just make it to me,

even if it is skinny love at least i won’t be

lonely tonight.  i just want you to stay awhile.

you make me a better man, and i realize this is

who i wanted to be–brave enough to

send you plastic flowers and dance

on my two left feet because our love is

nirvana

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My life is one of words. I am a scribbler, whose thoughts are best expressed through adjectives and phrases and punctuation marks. I would not go so far as to call myself a writer, although many would disagree. I’m characterized more by my unfinished works and half-embodied ideas, scraps of stories and parts of poems. Maybe one day I’ll be a writer, but I’m okay with being a scribbler right now. It fits my personality and style, and best expresses my aims. I’m not trying to create some lofty version of literature. I’m just a kid blogging about life. View all posts by thefreescribbler

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