parte 2: Location: the gates of your heart

tell us why they say. first time never counts. but for you, it’s the only one that did. How your bad dreams are. you standing halfway at the bridge you once gave away your first kiss. only to find out it burned. Some things we write to keep alive. sometimes paper it’s the only graveyard I can afford. we learn to live with the expectations on our shoulders. no wonder why moving on is a question. it’s not hard. it’s heavy. Someday we will be refugees too. we ran out of second chances. Don’t say the L word. I tried to write to you. but I don’t think you’ll be getting any letters in Hell. I’ll confess my sins if God puts a plea bargain on the table. I have a thing for men whose hands shake while praying. I leave a piece of me in any place I feel sad in. my lies follow me to every town. a little dose of drama to spice things. Used to fuck things up. your heart like a ticking bomb. each beat it takes. I feel it’ll set it off. don’t talk about forever when you can’t even stay the night. I’m future-blind. they say when you can’t see the future you’re bound to die. Have been trying to contact you. maybe I got the number wrong. or the phones are way too busy in hell. either way, I’ll stop. You wouldn’t have wanted me to understand. that not all birds sing happy songs. not all princesses get a happy ending. the body buried in your backyard... babe it is just a symptom. What’s your illness?. I’m sorry but. who started the rumor that time heals everything? It should be almost anything. it should be ‘when it wants to’. cuz time stretches its hours... just to see you cry. you wake up. suddenly you are on the same bridge. you once gave true love's kiss. the love you felt. also the fear. tell us why the love faded. but the fear stayed in. Past the invitation. I stood @ the gates of your heart for so long. I’m sorry they never opened for me. r