My heart longs
And not in that cheesy desperate for something I've lost way
But in a very sincere stretches out for 25 miles happily just to see you kind of way
it hurts.. It's not safe for a heart to travel that far away from its body you know?
this heart is no good, it leaves destruction in its path and bloodies up all that it touches but at least it knows what it wants..
This heart is no You, there is no beauty here, no canvas full of color tightly knit to create that feeling it so desperately wants to convey, just smears of red embarrassment
All or nothing you say
You play with it, treat it as if it was an animal
Paying attention, pretending you understand it but eventually growing tired of its advances during dinner time
Say what it wants to hear to keep it close but please not too close
Just In case you need to feel wanted for just one second more
Before you grab your next branch.
