Second Chances
She was a shooting star falling across the sky so bright the only one who couldn’t see her potential was herself
So her star fell and eventually died because there was no faith to give her wings the air to fly
Pessimistic thoughts choking on optimism and throwing it away
Thinking who would ever invent such a lie as love
As she gave herself up to his arms hearts perfectly fitting between bodies, and at that moment she knew it was too good to be true
The relationship was a match lit two seconds ago so she knew goodbye was coming soon
He then let go of their embrace at the same time leaving her heart behind
But all he left was the body of her heart; he took the soul which encompassed her love
So she found herself in the doctor’s office to get her chest opened and love tattooed on her heart
A surgical procedure for the pain, pain from the love stains
Nonetheless, the ink that now made up her soul allowed her to give love a second chance
p.s. a heart is just an annoying beat without loves seed…
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