fuck

i'd wear your heart like a scar
but blood flow would stop and
we'd be left broken apart and
those stars would burn brightly
if only it weren't for miles we
gain we'd be worn less than the
tires we ride relationship for us
equals mental distances we can't
cross it was worth the risks we
took and the fun we had pain
shared while staring in the mirror
moments gathered and love that
would have never stopped growing
i wish that we could have had more
or maybe just a longer shot but i'm
happy that our star our hearts wore
out and blew out cause now i have
to change to the spare.