Those words, I can feel your words bouncing around my insides ricocheting off my finger tips, slinking down the awkward curve of my spine. I know they settled for a while in my stomach where I tried and tried to boil them alive. Those words, those terrible words that you said. And couldn't possibly have meant. Those words? I love you.
Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
Those words, I can feel your words bouncing around my insides ricocheting off my finger tips, slinking down the awkward curve of my spine. I know they settled for a while in my stomach where I tried and tried to boil them alive. Those words, those terrible words that you said. And couldn't possibly have meant. Those words? I love you.
