Laziness

listen up, here's the thing, we all know it's true. You're going to break my hear someday, that's what you're going to do. I mean how could I not see it coming? From the minute you looked my way, I knew i'd have to start saving my tears up for that lonely last day. So why, as I sit here writing this poem, and I sill drawing hearts around your name, When I'm fully aware of the tragic end, that I'm destined to lose the game? Well, it's simple. I know the answer. You see, my mind is pretty smart. And it knows the fate of my current relations, it just forgot to tell my heart.