I Just Hope You Know
Eyelashes batting from a battered heart
Lovely girl, you're a work of art.
I just hope you know
He doesn't want you.
Dark red lipstick on your precious lips
Hungry girl, no more than this
I just hope you know
He doesn't want you.
Tell me I can't understand
That we're just friends
Tell me I don't stand a chance
I just hope you know
Rejection pains for the painted veil
Lonely girl, only time will tell
I just hope you know
He doesn't love you
I just hope he knows
You'll never love him
Like I do.
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This is what happens when I listen to insane amounts of Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Howie Day. And I am aware that there are bits that could be interpreted as slightly homoerotic, but deal with it. That was totally unintentional. To me it feels more like song lyrics than a poem. Idk, I'm just really in this musical mood.
Aghh it's spring break. Time for doing nothing. :D
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