uneven and mismatched

a heart may be precious
but it's not a diamond
and papercuts bleed

a heart may be reckless
love's wrecked many ships
before i became your casual casualty

bridges burn, naturally.
wood's no more permanent than
eroding shores of evaporating seas

trust is easily lost
but there's no chance
to cultivate it
if i can't have some faith.

so i will stand
as the bridges burn
and cling to you
as we sink from the shore,
carried away by the current.
we will evaporate one day together.