Loving you was my favorite past time and I had the keys to your heart.
You let me decorate and renovate to make you new and I spent every waking moment fixing what the last owner had done.
But that one day came when everything changed.
My key no longer fit.
The color scheme had changed.
We stopped calling each other baby and sweetheart, now we're on a first name basis because we can't even muster up the energy to pretend to have those feelings anymore.
What happened? When did it happen?
I just went to find a new way to love you. I have this new paint.
I know I can be a little much but I thought you loved that about me.
I loved that you let me in that shack you called a heart so I can rebuild you but I never knew that I was only renting the space.
What happened? When did it happen?
I only left for a second to find a new way to love you.
I have this new paint.
YOU ARE READING
Lovely Chaos
PoetryThere is the upside to Love and there is the downside. Heartbreak is always a risk when it comes to love.
