I am in love with people who are raw,

who aren’t afraid to show their colors

even if those colors are watered down

and the paint that covers their heart

has been chipped away at by ghosts of the past

who sneak into bedrooms at night

and whisper into lonesome ears,

“i am the one you thought you’d gotten rid of

and I am the reason you long for a past 

you wish had never happened to begin with”