My Favorite Tree

An inspiring day; there is hope for my stricken, broken, aching love yet. At least I'll tell myself so.

have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
just a cage of rib bones and other various parts
so it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess
and to stop the muscle that makes us confess

and we are so fragile
our cracking bones make noise
and we are just
breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys

you fasten my seatbelt because it is the law
in your two ton death trap i finally saw
a piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret
then you drove me to places i'll never forget