the way

One way or another its all about the way. the way you walk, the way you talk. the way you sing, the way you dont. the way you smell, the way you smoke, the way you squint, the way you point. the way you make people cringe, the way you think i know what you mean. the way you blink, the way you drink, the way you read, the way you sleep, the way you look away, the way i want you to stay. the way you are, the way you arent. the way you cry, the way you say goodbye.

Hurt

My heart hurts. It hurts I think I know why. It hurts and I don't know why. My heart hurts fit to burst. Its a hurt that is felt in my sighs its makes my eyes glaze over and my body slouch. It makes me want to cry. But tears don' t have a place in a war with a hurting heart they just burn your throat, add bitter salt to the wound and swell your eyes.