KRISTEN GARCIA 0
Sometimes I Let Myself Believe When you laugh, the blood from your nose runs over your lips and I can’t decide if I want to hit you again or kiss you The tattoos on your skin were maps of places I’d never go But I danced my tongue along them all the same There’s blood on my shirt But it’s not mine It’s not yours either I’m sorry Light from the passing cars Frames your head like a halo Sometimes I let myself believe You’re good for me Sometimes you are I wanted to mark you Show the world to whom you belonged But the scars faded over time I think I may have gone too far With the bullet in your chest
Loving you was putting a band aid on a wound that required stitches
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