A hopeless romantic

It took my whole courage
and all the muscle of my soul
to tell you what you may already know
“I’m a hopeless romantic”.

They said that I’m a cold and heartless bitch.
They never touched me like you did
They probably never saw me like you do.
Yes I’m a hopeless romantic.

I’m not harmful
I’m no more than a hopeless romantic.
With all broken pieces of my soul
Oh my love, please don’t use that against me.

There are days I want to give up. There are days I want to break things, smash things into pieces, cry out loud, be alone, talk to nobody, leave everything behind, run away, never go back.

I call it PMS days.