letters i didnt send
from the collection of all the letters i didnt send
i dont wish a love like water
i dont wish to be held by lose limbs
because i tend to slip through fingers
i always do
i want a love like fire,
the one where you want to warm your hands
even when its burning your skin
i want a love where i can rest my hand, and my heart
i want you to allow me to rest my hand, my heart
