Growing up I learned to love all things bruises bruising being bruised how the colours so easily
I loved you like a cockroach dying– painfully slow then squash all at once
I knew I was sick when I missed him so much I started to crave the smell of his body
His kiss was like war the way it stole something from yo… but you could never pin point what His touch was like a service station hold up the way it left yo…
Looking out the glass door on a cold and rainy day she saw the soggy sandpit and asked if she could play No, oh no my sweet young girl
there are a lot of things that I d… how to say or maybe I’m just afrai… to I don’t really know well actual… I do I am and how great is it for everyone else who is the reaso…
Deep cuts hurt more When I touch you is it sore? Deeper are the ones that scar Do you notice when I’m far? I won’t mean to cause you pain
When I kiss those lips the only thing I feel is that hand, on the back of
When she was a little girl of the age of 8 or 9 she had a dream every night she wished that she could fly When she grew to 12 years old
I cut your throat when I left You sliced my wrists as you watched Oh my what
I guess I just sort of want to wrap myself all around your life and stay there I want to stick
I want to sink my teeth into the depths of your mind To discover all of
Tap tap he isn’t listening but I suppose he never does If it is not about him he isn’t really fussed I’m sorry love I missed that
There is something interesting abo… predictable learning and by interesting I mean funny There is something funny about
It’s human nature to want to fix things Find what’s