she keeps me
something about control and betting on losing teams
settles on my hands
and I almost said these are what they call heart eyes
the way I look at you
she holds me and something
snaps
but it’s not a breaking
it’s like
after the rain
when all the doors come open
and you can hear the silence shatter
I remember
sitting in a car with a ghost between us
we have pushed it all away now
she loves me
like we’ve forgotten about time
and we can cry
but we’ve never been closer
This is the best thing I’ve
This is the best thing I’ve read in a long time. You are amazing.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
Thank you :) that means a
Thank you :) that means a lot!
*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james