You forgot how sharp your tongue gets when it's marinated in cheap wine, and how fragile your bones can be, when exposed to the cold. / I clawed my name in your back with my fingernails. your warm blood trickled down and stained my carpets. / I undressed your body and you, undressed my soul, and we moved together as though no one could see us, not even your god. / I found you so broken, you had forgotten your own name under the weight of hers. some people make their living searching for diamonds in side walk cracks. gems that are ***** and lost are not always worthless. / your songs at night remind me how to lose my breath, I fear sometimes I will not find it again. / Your heart is not a white canvas, but I will stain it and call it my own. / You felt your words peel up, and crack like old wallpaper, but you let them escape your mouth anyway and sobbed into your hands wondering what you had done. / Broken wings will hinder you from leaving the ground, but you won't remember your fracture until you've jumped off a cliff //