I think to myself, would you love me
If I traded my soul for your knife
If I walked straight past hell to enter your life
If your fears cut right through my bee hive
If into your chaos I was ready to dive
I think to myself, would you love me
If my cologne lost its luster
If our gold started to rupture
And if the grass was greener no more
And I was broken to the core
Honey, would you still love me?
Would you break off the dream and pretend not to know me
If I was no longer the strongest key,
Or would you tie every loose end
With your golden thread.
Honey, would you still love me?
And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed(photograph - Ed Sheeran)I wasn't going to update today, but kinda had a rough day so let the words bleed.
If anyone's reading(which i know is not the case), thank you so much.
Comment if you can. Sorry for my rant.
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YOU ARE READING
Love. Break. Fix. Repeat.
PoetryShort Original Poems!! Written some from imaginary situations, some from real life circumstances. Poetry doesn't need descriptions!!! YOU NEED TO LOOK INSIDE & READ. Also if you're going to read be ready for the "roller coaster kinda rush"...