Nobody said it was easy., I’ve found I’m like a bag of chips

I’ve found I’m like a bag of chips—
half-empty from the start;
I take this life in tiny sips
from a fragile teacup heart.

There is no leap without a drop,
some inevitable pain;
but I’d do anything to stop
this hollow heart’s refrain.

if a heart sewn shut and taped with time
proves stronger than a whole,
I’d like some heartbreak to call mine,
to stain my opaque soul.

I am seeking heartbreaks favors,
love is so yesterday;
these hearts we have should come with waivers,
‘cause I’d sign mine away.