I Can’t Be Mad At You

I can’t be mad at you

You stole my heart 

You tricked me 

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I can’t be mad at you 

I walked toward you with a veil over my eyes 

You led me blindly 

You robbed me 

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And I let you 

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How can I be mad at you ?

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You thief 

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Burglar

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Pirate 

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Swindler 

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You stole my heart 

Right from my chest 

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And I liked it

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#FOWC “thief”

On Most Days

On most days

She wakes up hours before I do

She jumps on my chest

Searing pain

Breathless 

On most days

I’m too tired to take her to the park

She barks at me 

Begging 

“I’m boooored” 

I can hear her thinking 

On most days 

I know she deserves more 

She looks at me

She tilts her head 

All the leverage she has on me 

She cuddles 

She wants to be loved

And I know I have to be the best me 

So that I can be the best for her

#FOWC word of the day “leverage”