My turn.
I believe you when you say it hurts.
I’ll shed a tear for making you suffer.
And for when you call me lover.
Then the time will come,
and this time, you will dis-cover.
When the snap hits your ear,
flies loose on your voice with no choice,
it’ll end up over here.
Come and get it.
Throw your arms around me.
Make a space to place me,
defend it.
Now I want to hurt you,
from the inside.
To be completely thorough,
and wholly enticed.
Waiting on your gift,
then leaving you outside.
Now I want to love you,
from the inside.
In every way convey, display, and say......