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The Things Cereal Can't Cure


Three words in. And what do you think I’m going to say? Tell you all my secrets... Lie and say it’s okay? I’m done with all the fakeness All the real cheesy smiles Do you remember the last time we talked?
 It’s really been a while.

 I may not know what to say to you
 When we come face to face
 All I know is that I’m craving you Your body and embrace....

 Me. No but really....Maybe we can just talk it out?
 I know that you may love her but 
 There really is no doubt. 

 I guess I just wish things would change 
 And lead me back in time
 To a place when we were us
 And I could call you mine. 

 Those days were the best 
 Real simple and all
 Having us making dinner
 Up late waiting for the call.
 There is just something about you That is different from the rest
 You’re like my missing puzzle piece
 Only when I have you can I rest....
 
In this game.
 We call it love....And I guess I will admit.

 That I’ve fallen into your lies 
 And warm brown eyes...it really was a trick. 

 But Wait, there’s more
 All the things you said
 Opening my door 
and The really simple subtleties 
 That make you who you are 
 That will rest with me forever
 Your burn will leave a scar, 
 On my heart. 

 You weren’t like all the others 
 Never pushing me to more
 All you ever did was jab and box
 And leave my forearm sore.

 I can take the physical
 Never emotional pain that stays
 If anything ever happened to you,
 My life would all be a haze. I’m so torn in supporting you
 Off to war you go
 But all you ever needed was 
 Someone to lay low...

 And care. 
 You’re tired of the abandonment I know.

 But please don’t feel lonely
 Learn to love being alone 

 I may not always be near by
 But you can always call or write a letter
 Even if you’re not attached
 It would make me feel better...To know

 That you’re safe. The knives by your cheeks
 Will always have you in fear 
 I will never touch your face
 Without permission from you dear.
 I never long for more than just your time 
 And heart all the same.
 You make me feel weak, dress up
 All the extra little names.

 Butterfly.
 That’s what I’ll always be.
 No matter who you’re with
 I’ll remember for eternity. Neither of us like chocolate
 We just need exercise And a compromise 
 to lead us to more than what we have
 But is that not our demise.

 Maybe where my words fall short 
 My actions fill the gap
 But then again I’m better with words
 Do I need to draw a map?

 Come away with me to New York City
 Where maybe we can fall in love
 Or at least you with me
 Just read what’s written up above.

 You said that you would be with
 Whoever cared for you more
 But in this game that we call love
 I’d be willing to go to war...

 For you. 
 Any day anytime, no matter I’m a pacifist
 I would only keep you on my mind. 
 But now I’m coming to a close
 Letting my memories overrule
 All times you made me smile
 All the times you treated me like a tool.

 I must say that the times were good and 
 All the laughs were shared we true
 All the late nights up watching stars,
 Sharing secrets in the morning dew. 

 But the wise do say, 
 When you love someone they must be happy
 And if the happiness is not with me I do so grant my sympathy 
 And let you go
 On your own Never forgotten
 But always here
 In my heart
 Loved.







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