Only Another

I don't want just another to add to my list.
I don't want just another to kiss one day
who's gone the next.
I don't want just another to tell me what they
think I want to hear.
I don't want just another to tell me lies!

I want someone who is willing to hold me.
Through the easy times and the hard.
I want someone who will be straight up with
how they feel.
Someone who won't tell me something sweet
for the express purpose of using
my emotions to their
advantage

I don't want just another.
I want only one.
Only one that will give just as much as they get.
Only one that will love me for me.
Only one that I can love with all my heart.

I want that only one.

On Strings

My heart hangs by fragile strings.
Combined, they hold up quite well
keeping my heart in place.

The you come into my life with your
pretty little scissors.
Oh how skilled you are at using those
sharpened blades.
I let you take those strings into your
dangerously appealing hands.
Even though I knew
(Oh yes I knew)
that you had those scissors right there
in your pocket.
And could pull them out whenever you
felt like it.

You have so many sets of strings wrapped
up in your stupid frikin' fingers.
I wish I could take those shiny scissors and
cut
your
fingers
OFF!!
Like you've cut away so many fragile strings before.