Inspired simultaneously and erratically by the blog thoughts of both Stanley Lee and Ned Rorem.

Feb 20, 2011

"Now I know we said things did things that we didn't mean and we fall back into the same patterns same routines but your temper's just as bad as mine is you're the same as me but when it comes to love you're just as blinded baby please come back it wasn't you baby it was me maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano all I know is I love you too much to walk away though come inside pick up your bags off the sidewalk don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk told you this is my fault look me in the eyeball next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist at the dry wall next time there won't be a next time I apologize even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games I just want her back I know I'm a liar if she ever tries to fucking leave again I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire."

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