i was never worried about

your heart.

It's been

broken

(so many times…)

i'm surprised it hasn't just

cracked

(then shattered…)

but oh no, this was never

(ever…)

about your heart.

this has been

(and always will be)

about mine.

about dropping mine into the

blender of my

emotions are like toys to you.

i'll let you

go (now).

back to your

new

girlfriend,

who i happen to know well.

so i'll hear about

(every time)

you kiss her.

but

never fear

sweet heart.

'cause i

(always)

get the last kiss.