I am the queen of no destination relationships
Lingering long after good byes should be spoken
Logic does not dictate my course of action
I am a crash course of follies
The princess of impracticality
Skipping pebbles like possibilities
and random lovers.
If the moment feels right
I am along for the ride
Until metal crunches into burning corpses
I weep in the ashes
Already knowing the atrocity that awaits
My inability to be alone.
Foolish to be such a smart girl.
Grown woman with the need
to spontaneously combust her heart
into crimson confetti.
Repeatedly picking up the pieces like record scratches.
Text book definition of insanity.
One day I will honor myself
with more than this martyrdom.
Stop sacrificing in the moment
with no long term reward.
Love responsibly instead of recklessly.
Treat my heart as blue chip stock
investment.
Allowing no money changers in my temple
Unless your portfolio has proven you
worthy beyond all reproof.
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