"come here, you’re too far away"

yes, i am keeping my distance,

i have learned my lesson, you have taught me so well.

i have learned not to play with fire, and your skin is an inferno i know all too well.

i refuse to kiss my own blisters again, wrapping them in the one night stands of other lovers i know nothing of. this is what my healing is made of.

so when you come back to me with apologies, but all i see is the worn out deception in your eyes.

you play it out so well, the “i need some time, i’m not sure, i need space” card, the time the space it takes to find your way down into someone else’s world. i cannot be your back up plan again.

i am not a second string, i am an entire orchestra all on my own.

please do not be reluctant to sing along, but don’t you dare silence my voice; i’m not going to burn in your book of forgotten nights.

i am the kind of girl who deserves a ring, i am the kind of girl who walks down the aisle in a white dress while the choir sings, i am the girl who deserves your everything; and if you don’t believe that is me, please do not hesitate to leave.