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It was a Monday.
I was first on the list
and the first to arrive.
I was first to lose my mind
but between the two of us:
it wasn’t an act.
I wanted for others
to hear my cries.
But I didn’t know
you fell in love with me,
I know I’m complicated
and there’s nothing going on
inside my mind.
But I’m not sorry for crying,
I wanted to change your mind
about not wanting to be
with someone like me.
I dared to spend so much
on nothing because I break
things so easily.
I’m not the perfect angel
people make me out to be.
I’m just the complicated
little girl from years ago.
To tell you the truth,
a heart like mine
is meant to be broken
before I gets healed
by your hands
if that’s what it’s supposed
to be with us.
But from what I know,
love is complicated
nothing is ever perfect.