love is scary.
not because it waits in the dark to grab me
or eat me
or stab me.
but because it makes me move,
in ways i couldn't before.
it makes me say things
i wouldn't before.
it makes me want to hide,
because it's beautiful
and i don't have words to tell it that it is.
love makes me cry
when nothing is hurting me
and laugh
when nothing is even funny.
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
love is scary.
not because it waits in the dark to grab me
or eat me
or stab me.
but because it makes me move,
in ways i couldn't before.
it makes me say things
i wouldn't before.
it makes me want to hide,
because it's beautiful
and i don't have words to tell it that it is.
love makes me cry
when nothing is hurting me
and laugh
when nothing is even funny.
