Tell me some things last
Then tell me we were a l w a y s one of those things.
I'll tell you some things last
Then tell you we were n e v e r one of those things.
Tell me to heal
And I'll tell you that you are the broken one.
I'll tell you sorry
And I'll be out the door.
I know I said I'd take a bullet for you
But you u n d e r s t a n d, right?
Things are different now.
Tell me to come back
And I swear I won't turn back, ever.
I know I said I love you,
But you u n d e r s t a n d, right?
Things are different now.
YOU ARE READING
Craving Love
Poetry→ it's been occurring to me, that you can't burn the devil. ← ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Please don't take any of my work. All poems belong to me, unless stated otherwise. :)*
