So girl, what the hell.
Put on that red lipstick,
play that music,
do a little dance,
hold that wine glass steady,
and
walk right back into the scene...
There is going to be a tomorrow,
There would be love,
There would be friends who care,
And none of that nonsensical fare.
Stride right in, love.
You're strong,
there are other battles you won,
There is love ahead,
Go ahead, make that next mistake.
For it makes you, you.
Lovely, mysterious and honest.
Show that heart out.
Let the wolves eat it.
But you would grow it back.
Like you always have.
Silence now. Go! Now.
