boys are for touching skin that’s fresh and unexplored and making it theirs
boys are for their tongues that can seem to fit just about anywhere
boys are for those arms the size of tree branches that wrap you up and hold you tighter than handcuffs
boys are for deep voices that send ripples more like earthquakes through your body that let you know who’s there
this is what my sister told me in a note she wrote before she left with one
but she left out a couple things that I’m sure she wasn’t aware of at the time
like how boys are good for scars all over your wrist
and how boys are good at using words that break you down like a wrecking ball to a brick wall
and how boys are great at turning your small work upside down, destroying everything in their path, including you, and leaving without so much as a goodbye.