I said that I kept a piece of myself tucked away saved for that special someone
That I wouldnt give my all to a boy that gave half and that maybe the essence of my essence wouldnt be his favorite perfume.
But I slipped and I fell and hit my head, becoming dellusional enough to think
that in me 16 years of existence I had found my once in a life time.
The need for you to love me held me under water gasping for air. I was drowning in you,
And I must have not read the warnings because I forgot my life vest
And even though I am in the middle of no where and it is a new moon the light polution from staring at my phone waiting for your call is making it impossible to see the stars.
I said I kept a piece of me.
But how do you argue that you are strong and independent when he takes your heart and shatters it and all you are left with is a ****** hand and the only thing you can do is fold.
Fold into paper origamis that are too complex and fragile for anyone to touch.
Anyone to touch but him.
To be touched by him would have saved me