The heart bleeds
I think about this
Driving down the road

It makes every scar feel superficial
Every burn feels like being sun kissed
It’s the understanding that nothing compares to a broken heart

Silver linings laced with wise sayings
I need a paramedic
Tylenol…how do you forget the memories

It’s a string of dejavu with out you
I was just another paramour walking through the revolving door

It’s a story as old as time
How I was yours and you were mine
Until you tiptoed across the bedroom crimes

-v.