zebrasindenver

happiness is as weird to write about

as it is to feel

i had a great pint of cider today

it was cold

good bubbles

not too sweet

and you weren’t there

you know who loves me

all those you ever hurt

and even some of the ones

that you think you love

should i fight hate with hate

should i become

another one of your monsters

it takes a special kind of person to do what you just did

and im so happy to be the person

that just loves you anyway