Love Me.

Everybody wants to be loved right? i love love. i love being in love. i don't care what it does to me. take these tattered boxes that used to hold your clothes. break them down. build them back up with your bones. now all you do is construct a mess. you're good to me when only flesh. you're memory with nothing to show. we would take trips. we swore we'd never take pictures. pictures only prove you can't convince.
Now i wish those photographs could convince you that what we had would only turn out a negative.
well well well
if fingertips are relationships then i could barely carry your weight.
if fingers are mistakes. don't lose this one to point the blame.no, just sing. sing, "i love love. i love being in love. i don't care what it does to me."these pills are fine to pass the time 'til i find my new drug and we'll take our chances. we'll last a month. we'll never speak again.
how i love being in love.