Tell me how to win your heart
Because I’m as clueless as can be
How many gods am I supposed to pray to?
How many oracles do I need to see?

Give me something to focus on
Because my days fill with unremitting thoughts of you
Dear god what kind of sweet slow torture
Have you deliberately chosen to put me through

I’ve pulled the strings, I’ve played the parts
Tried to fill in all the cracks
For heaven’s sake, save my wretched fate
And just fucking love me back


About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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