please don’t look at me like your entire world sits in my silky smooth hands because it will slip through the cracks between the tips
please don’t speak to me like your very strum of words rely on my dull echo of a voice because you will go deaf from listening to my answers
but oh dear please don’t lay your love on my heart because it will turn over and the scars will be burned open and my claws will sting you away more violent than a bird flying away or even the tides of storm returning to their home somewhere beneath the blue, dark sea of your tears shed because my heart lays deep down in the black sea