When will

I learn

Not to

Give my

Heart to

Someone that

Also holds

A hammer

We are

Just people

Things that

Understand or

Try cannot

We then

Get along

Why do

We struggle

And hurt

Oh yes

I know

Now it’s

Because you

And I

Want different

Things and

There my

Love is

The conflict

My lifetime

Is filled

With goodbyes

Can’t you

Just you

Be hello

That one

Sweet thing

I hear

Those open

Arms and

Hugs can’t

We just

Be Hello

This my

Love is

To you

You that

Sleepy coddled

Guy in

A comforter

That man

That makes

Me laugh

And understands

A sigh

A hope

A beer

You know

Me accepts

Me knows

My past

And my

Future it’s

Always been

You you

Just you

When I

Look inside

My pack

Of cigs

I see

You that

One staring

Up at

Me that

One different

From the

Others and

I know

That to

Smoke you

Is true