time and time again

my heart was ripped apart in seconds

and it only took a few hours to be stitched up again.

those stitches won't stay

just like I know you won't.

you leave the conversations like deer,

you run down the road for miles

away from me.

I only want to talk to you

and I bet I could for days.

the heartbreak didn't have time to set it

until you fixed it all

and told me you actually care.

I like liking you

which seems so idiotic

and hopelessly romantic,

but it's true. 

that's why i'm afraid of all of this

but

I keep telling myself

crush the hope like a beetle

rip it into a million pieces

then I wouldn't cry 

when it comes to that time.