_When I was young, people said i would be a heart breaker. I don’t think this is what they meant_

I think they assumed

I would prance around

Going through partners

Like clothes i would wear

I think they assumed

I would never find love in one

And would browse the menu

Many times over

I think they assumed

I would tear people down

Leave them alone

And move on

_Well they assumed wrong_

I guess I am a heart breaker in some sense

But I break hearts

And heal them

Using only words

I tear people apart

Using words to express how they feel

And mend them together

Tell them it’s alright

Is that still a heartbreaker

I write to break and to heal

But not out of malice

Out of hope

that someone finds a purpose

So maybe they were right

Maybe I am a heart breaker

But not in the sense they assumed

_Because they assumed wrong_