Sunday, October 7, 2012

bloo-dee floo-dee flaw

my stomach is in knots cuz you tied me up like a boyscout,
with your honest facade and the way you navigate through this puppylove wilderness.
i was lost and fell in love and you never even helped me up.

i should've known when we were at the petshop picking out our pretend first pet
and then again at JCPenney picking out our pretend furniture in "our house"
that all this "playing house" was pretend--never meant to last.

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