Pink Hearts

You say that you have no idea
what life you were meant to live
but deep down you do,
you've always known.

You were made for
stolen kisses and secret rendezvous,
shooting stars and burning hearts.
You were built for sin and you know it.

Know that you are not wrong for it,
your hands are not stained
and you will not always dream of hellfire.

Your absolution lies in her hips
and there's clarity in her eyes,
it is not your fault that you were made for pink hearts.