• Hannah Flowers

he says that he's afraid to commit

so he breaks my heart just a little bit

the funny thing is i've come to expect it

his subconscious routine which perfectly fit

i sat clean and pretty for six hours still

i gave him my heart to handle at his will

so he could fault me whenever i fell ill

say the sound of my dismay was so shrill

so i'll swallow my pride i once held so dearly

and i'll pray to whoever decides to hear me

that he doesn't leave me, not even nearly

fog the window so i stop seeing clearly

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