please speak to me in a series of sentences beloved + passionate, this temporary oasis settling into our curves and bones, 3 little words forcing a way out from behind grinding teeth, and the velvet of honesty upon our hearts not shown.
it sounds ridiculous but after losing my first love iām afraid to open up to someone new at the risk of getting hurt again. and iām afraid to be honest about my feelings. iām still so scared of vulnerability, i guess.