I found myself running after you in the middle of the night, holding my heart together and shoving it in your rib cage. I didn't noticed the contrast of your bruises. You declared a war when it hurts way too much. And I remember seeing the depth of hazel in your iris.
I've decided to build a great wall for the wars to come. I let my anger smolder.
But my wall crumbled right after I built it. It was the brightest time of the day. I tried to hold it up with both of my hands, but bricks became sands and sands became sea, and I drowned.
The pain I felt was my own doing. love is something that can't be forced. I dropped my double edged sword in the ruins of my wall. Vines are growing on my fingernails. Wildflowers are sprouting from the back of my ears.
I am not looking for answers anymore but I heard it. It says, "this is how you grow."