By Mac Guerreiro
You didn’t mean it like this,
But the road to hell is paved with good intentions,
You meant to prepare me,
Instead your words branded me,
“Harder to love”
Don’t come too close,
She’s as difficult as she is sweet,
And sweet is what she’s dripping with,
A candy coated ball of trauma,
She’ll love you as best as she can,
If she ever manages to keep a man.