I love him endlessly with a somewhat crooked little heart. It's been broken so many times I'm a pro at putting it back together But I can't always find all the pieces. And sometimes the glue gives out Letting more pieces fall away. But still I love him endlessly with my crooked little heart. He holds it in his hands And picks casually at the glue. I almost wouldn't notice If it didn't hurt so much. And I can hear his laughter With every piece that falls.
Reason for writing:
Realizing that you can still care so much for someone even if they are a jerk. Comments please. I'm apprehensive about letting people read what's in my head.
Birth sign: Leo
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