Sometimes - I hope you understand -
I wish I could break Heaven and Hell in my hands
But I'd steal away all their eternity
I'd put it aside for a later time -
Meant for only you and me
My mother drinks so much coffee
I try
I love the way it makes my heart beat faster
But it makes my insides hot
And I wonder if her heart's gone cold -
And if she needs it to warm herself
I don't
Not yet
So I put the cup down on the table, and I'll come back when I'm frozen and I've given up on love
There's a Bible in front of me
One that I can't seem to get anything out of
What's wrong with me?
So wrong that I can't blindly follow this faith, like you, my love?
Why don't you question anything?
Even the things I put right in front of you
Today you told me you didn't love me
But you didn't mean it
You liar
You love me more than anything
What's this?
What a discovery -
Telling myself that makes me really believe it
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Written April 7th, 2006
