A Bleeding Heart

Hopelessly romantic

My heart is on my sleeve

Falling in love is my simple reprieve

From everyday life

The humdrum that it is

Maybe it does hurt me

Maybe it does scare

Every other soul for which I begin to care

I don't know why I'm like this

I know I'll never change

But I don't mind

The wasted time

I'm better off this way

This poem is about: 
Me

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