i looked at you twice when
you said "I like the blue bruises
on my wrist" I think you said
that to scare me away and honestly
you almost did, but I stayed and
held your hand and you wouldn't
look me in the eye. i finally said
"I like them too." and I swore you
had the happiest face, then you
realized what I said and you started
crying saying "one day they will
be healed and gone." and I never
felt so confusing sitting in the
dim light in your basement
on the cold ground.
h.d.