Some scars don't heal
And those three words you say aren't real,
It's rushed revelations
In heated situations.
It's nothing much
Except a burning touch,
An unspoken deal
With a kiss to seal.
Some rules are made to be broken
But those three words still shouldn't be spoken.
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
