hello, you.
can you be quiet for a minute, so i can look at your eyes and gauge if you're whole? yes, i've seen them in pictures (a lot) but i can't tell through a screen. smile for me now, the smile that comes in the corner of your couch when it's kind of dark. next, show me your veins, please say they're untouched. i'm so glad to see those freckles glide down your bone.
now i hope you know you made me burn. all the way down to ashes. black and gray, it only made sense. i hope you know you made me red (literally) (well you certainly didn't help). i want you to understand that you emptied my tank of gas and filled my head with plans. those plans are still here, broken remnants of the storm you leave in your wake.
i'm glad you came and smashed those windows, that's when i finally jumped. then i realized clouds aren't actually soft, just pretty, and at least concrete is honest. that's when love leaked onto the street and you sat down with me to watch.
you're when blood became beautiful, and i became broken.
don't worry, i healed without you
