If God made anything better, he kept it for himself
you are terribly lawless and I’m terribly captivated
mad warm when you get close to me
“Too much emotion, too much damage, too much everything.”— Ernest Hemingway, from The Complete Works; “The Garden of Eden,”
Thought I was over you until I saw you in my head in the morning light- suddenly I am thirteen again and you are all the light speaks of until even god disappears from me. It hurts so much. I didn’t even see you when I liked you, now I ain’t got no time. I wanna see you but you’re not mine……..
Why don’t you ever talk to me when all you do is hurt?
There is no part of me that deserves whatever you’ve given to me, have been giving to me and will give to me