And just for thought...
So, another failed attempt at love to document,
an addition to my life lived on paper, right next to all the others.
Sometimes the fool takes over and I imagine attributes into people that aren't there,
somehow believing they are different, they are better.
I tumble my way back down the mountain of faith, cursing the entire male race.
Okay, so my heart didn't break this time but it never really does anymore.
I won't deny that I do occasionally bruise however.
This one called me just a girl more times that I can remember,
basing my character on a number that will grow with time.
I'll just chuck this guy up with all the other who praised me under the stars
and disappeared when the sun came up.
He was just a boy dolled up in a man's skin,
still drinking into the sunrises and bouncing from one bed to the next.
I know my world makes most men piss their pants, my instant responsibility,
but I wasn't asking for a ring, just some good times.
I am too much woman for these boys, I know.
I got better things to do.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.