and when his words
become cinder blocks
implanted into myself
his being
becomes a vine
wrapping itself around me
keeping me,
so I don't leave
and when he bit into me
injecting me with his own
wondrous venom
that courses through my veins
that brings me back to life
that makes me feel things
that I hadn't known of
before
and when his words
become the only thing I can think about
that's when I know
this time,
it's real
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
and when his words
become cinder blocks
implanted into myself
his being
becomes a vine
wrapping itself around me
keeping me,
so I don't leave
and when he bit into me
injecting me with his own
wondrous venom
that courses through my veins
that brings me back to life
that makes me feel things
that I hadn't known of
before
and when his words
become the only thing I can think about
that's when I know
this time,
it's real
