I told her
Her love is the key and my heart is just the door
She could be my sea, and I could be the shore
We could be close, like the numbers three and four
That she would feel my love inside like an apple core
She told me
Together we could fly like a shooting star
It sounds really nice, be I can’t see that far
I’m doing the speed limit and you’re a runaway car
You’re like a blur: when I try to see you, it get’s hard
And then I
Caught her gaze as she let it fall to the floor
Said that if she didn’t have enough throttle, I’d give her more
And if she couldn’t bear arms I would be her warrior
That she was the only one I planned on fighting for
She stood up
And flashed a faux smile that tore my imagery apart
I had the right one in my hand , but played all of the wrong cards
She might have stolen from me and I could call it burglary
But I let her in willingly when I let her have my key
I made a few copies, though…
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