"I bet that I can make you love me"
Confident tone and shimmering eyes, he states and laugh.
He plays the drum on every girl's heart,
Dance in every girl's head,
With proud steps and smooth movements,
Like he's been doing this forever.
Like this was his only purpose in this life:
Break as much hearts as he can
Without having to pray for forgiveness
In order to sleep soundly at night.
"How does he sleep soundly then if he tears so many girls to shreds?"
Well, that's easy;
He sleeps in the arms of a new one.
YOU ARE READING
My loved ones; a journey.
Poetry“Perhaps one did not want to be loved, as much as to be understood” George Orwell.
