I'll Hold Your Heart Like Wine

nothing poetic about me crying at 12am

There's nothing poetic about me crying at 12 am
Stifling a scream
Clutching at my heart
Begging for it to not pour out of my chest
Begging myself to shut up before they hear me
Begging them to stop arguing with me
Mean nasty insults
Mean hurtful things
Just wanting to love you
Only you
But not able to
Because it's "forbidden"
It's a little flawed
It's honey and bees

One more day I think to myself
Turns into 1 more week and I repeat
As patience run thin
Forcing it's grasps to slip
I thought there was something poetic in fighting for someone you love
And winning them back
And it all works out in the end
We share and embrace
And then the end credits roll
As this fantastic chapter is ahead of us
But there's nothing poetic in me being in pain
There's no slow motion crying in the rain scene
I don't look pretty
Me being sad is not an aesthetic
I'm not poetry
But on the contrary
Aren't we supposed to be?

I think I lost myself along the way
If there was anything there
inside me to begin with
I believed you were the one
by a long shot
That we shared a future
That we had something special
Cause once upon a time
You were mine
You were my first everything
I just wanna look into your eyes
This must be the life right?
I want a love that's safe,
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