The Heartbreaker, Yours Truly

He's a touchy boy, slightly scared, slightly shaken, slightly sensational conversationalist if I do say so myself. He speaks in pretty words, the ones all the girls want to hear. His tongue is working faster than his heart can possibly go. It's so hard to keep up with all his empty promises. He says he's sorry to try to sooth his own sorrows in knowing he's a sweet talking boy, with more show than skill he's built to break your heart. Oh he's got a lot of love, but a lot more words. You know he tries to pretend it eats him up, and perhaps at one point it did. Now he's just trying not to smile too much in front of you. He's a happy happy boy in love going back on all his other words. Say what you want to about him, he's a touchy boy, slightly scared, slightly shaken, slightly sensational conversationalist. He speaks in pretty words, the ones all the girls want to hear. His tongue is working faster than his heart can possibly go. His longing for the one he truly loves used to be his fuel, a way out from the heartache. Now he's got nothing left to make him want anymore. He's just now trying to hold on, hoping his magic doesn't run out. He can only hope that god doesn't want to pay him back for all the heartbreak he caused. It'd be a fitting end to the one that found it so fitting to live this way.