I always leap before I look.

I always jump into the water,

Before I even know how deep it is.

I always give my entire heart to someone,

Before I even know if I have a fraction of theirs.

Everything that could’ve been taken,

Has already been took.

Such a fool,

I should’ve known that love is not meant

For a creature as hideous and broken as me.

Such a foolish little girl,

I should’ve known that time wanted to tease me again,

That fate wanted to teach me lesson again.

Such a jealous little creature,

I’ll drown in the ocean I’ve opened in the

Cavern I call my weary heart.

Is this a sign,

That I’ll never be certain of my place

In anyone’s life?

Rearview mirrors and setting suns,

The drink of love has always been followed

By a bitter aftertaste.

Somewhere between trusting too much,

And simply not enough.