Give me a line. I don’t know what to say anymore and I feel so exposed after feeling all your secrets anchor themselves onto my spine. I can’t breathe for fear of disturbing your universe with my sound. I don’t think I am supposed to think like this but I want bloody knuckles and broken dishes. I want to rid myself of everything unwanted- thoughts, loyalties, pounds. I want to slice straight to the heart of things; fumbling for sentences is such a waste and I am all too honest.
I don’t think I’m supposed to behave like this but I want to sleep in someone else’s bed just to see what it feels like. I want to be kissed in ways that don’t matter and loved in ways that don’t make me want to stay. I’m not saying I want to leave but I want to know what it feels like to walk away. I’m afraid to spend the rest of my life in love with you while you watch pretty girls on a bright screen and learn that there are much better girls out there than me.