If you hold my pupils with your eyes long enough, I’ll let you have my lips. And it won’t be so quick and hesitant because I know you’ve held my tears. If you hold me at night, between the silence and against the walls long enough, I’ll let you have your way with me. But it has to be long enough, so I know that physicality isn’t all that you want.
cages roses in her hollow for company: Sometimes when I allow life to inhale my lungs, I take a step back to...
Sometimes when I allow life to inhale my lungs, I take a step back to see how I’ve changed and grown. And sometimes when I feel small in this big world, I get afraid that maybe you still hold the most vital parts of me in your arms and that maybe I still miss the way you made me feel like I was so…
