All us writers are the same.
Everyone gives their own name
to every poem that they write,
every song that makes
our hearts take a flight,
and I know we get to choose
if it's on day or night,
but every choice I have to make
makes me wanna fight.
When my heart takes off,
it loses sight of you.
That hurts it so much worse
than living in this hearse
that I know my mind created
with words upon my lips.
I know it wasn't from
the movement of your hips.
No, this is so much more
than I've ever felt before.
This isn't just a puppy love
and I'm not just for show.
I know you've helped me rise above
all I've ever known,
so I've thrown it all away,
hoping that you'll stay.
I know it's not your job
to make sure I'm not a slob,
and I know I could turn the knob
and walk out of your life,
but I want to be your wife.
So make for us a home
where we can be alone.