your arms crawled upon my body like vines,
entagling me in a love
that was only fatal.
you made me soft at the edges,
you taught me to forget everything that made me
me.
covering me up
and hiding me.
only taking me out when you needed someone.
no wonder i find it hard to speak.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 2:48 AM UTC
your arms crawled upon my body like vines,
entagling me in a love
that was only fatal.
you made me soft at the edges,
you taught me to forget everything that made me
me.
covering me up
and hiding me.
only taking me out when you needed someone.
no wonder i find it hard to speak.
