You told me once that you would break my heart.I asked you not to be such a goddamncliche, but then you left me because partof you was still broken. You say some man
pried open the cracks of you, dug holes whereonce there were none, so now you just cannotlove me how I deserve, and darling, thereinlies the problem: you can you can you can
you can you can you can you can you can.Your reasons why are no good reasons why.We said we should not fall in love and thenwe showed each other our most quiet
scars: my wrists, your upper thighs, and now you saythis too easily: you say you cannot stay.