Messy

Messy

I want someone to fall in love with my messy heart,

And the unknown emotions I have yet to name inside of it.

And look at me with all my imperfections,

And when I say I’m too messy, and have too many flaws,

I want him to say that bird nests are beautiful

And clouds are not perfect.

And he’d never make me be anything else but

Messy.

 

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