I want my heart back.
You can’t have it anymore.
I gave it to freely.
I was wrong
You took the best of what I had to offer and when it came time to do the hard work of love in a world where anyone can reach in at anytime and have all of your attention you chose to pay attention to the wrong side.
I’m taking my broken heart that’s now destroyed to the point where I don’t even want to love.
I should have trusted my first instinct and run, run as fast and far as I could. I was wrong. I gave up the world and ended back at the Mimosa. Alone again and older,tainted and bitter.
I want my broken heart back so I can paint the pain of my life as I’ve done.
I want my broken heart back so I again can write of happier times of travel and truer love cast away.
I’m taking my heart back because you’ve broken it for the last time and sadly time isn’t on my side.
I take my pills you should learn to take yours.