Lyssrambles - I Was Born A Ramblin' Girl

I used to think the worst case scenario  would be you decided you disliked the real me But your apathy cuts deeper than any hatred could

Collected

You collect hearts    the way others collect shells Shiny hearts full of love    you are too scared to return Holding them to your ear    to admire the way they admire you Then back on display    until your ego needs another stroke There my heart sits in your display case,    dripping love and devotion Among the other trophies,    stolen by the heart collector

I know you love my tits, but can you love the heart beneath?

As much as I long to hear it it eases my mind to realize the reason you can’t say you love me is because you do

I made room for you in my life

You made room for me in your bed

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There is more than one path to being a Good Human Being™

I miss you You miss me Yet we keep missing each other