oh, me

From me now to me from before...

they don’t win and my dear you don’t lose.

There is a light at the end of that and it comes in the shape of an odd occurrence.

Listen to me when I tell you love is a scar he will open and seal correctly.

Instead of lips sucking your soul they will be filled with an awakening passion you won’t fucking understand.

His hands wont rip open and grab hard or force down...I promise you this…they will be warm and safe and letting do will be just fine.

His hugs will be startling at first and they won’t be often and I can guarantee that they won’t scare you one tiny bit.

Sleep will be sleep again. He won’t know at first but soon after waking you will be something he looks out for.

I promise you, you survive to know what it’s all about. 

 

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