Separation

laying down in bed, all the love songs seemed to be awfully true. how lovely it would be to say I'm imune... I'm free of this script wanna be. my bleeding heart is already ripped wanna be yours... pumping and beating, almost naked and so not romantic. so clumsy, so heated my heart should have already leave it. but it still decided one more chance could be needed. for this favorite person is a able to bleed a bit more. thinking this human only him... could actually mean it. for this once...