I'm always in love
Always pouring myself into another person so I will never stay stagnant
I can divide my life by the people who have been in it
Chapters of a book as much as they are lines drawn in the sand
A pretty girl with star clips in her hair
A destructive boy with bruises on his fists
A shiny boy with gold hair and faded band t-shirts, the ones he said he loved to see me in
A kind boy, more kind then I've ever deserved
A rebellious person from California, with the black hair that they cut short when I left
My best friend, who only kissed me when she was drunk, who might have hurt me the most
A scared boy who saw the burns on my thighs and never texted me again
A intelligent boy who I met across the sea who I loved all the miles apart
I know this list isn't finished
I know I'll probably keep adding people to it
But every time I meet another I pray its the last
