a heart or ten in ruins
lie s/c/a/t/t/e/r/e/d
across this scarred
& pitted battlefield,
the (victims of) my irrational (feeling)s
(and whims)ical nature on relationships.
you (don't need to) tell me darling - -
i've a fickle temperament and i'm
never easy to tame; & darling, when it
comes to love, you're hopeless; but
i'm to (blame.)