If my heart were a garden meant to grow and flourish with each person I gave it to
*Then I've been watering dead plants for years

Kaleidoscope love scenes may cause motion sickness, so be careful because I've been slipping silver-lined sentiments into your tea.
Streams of honey pour from my lips, infused with good intentions and "I'd love it if you'd stay," undertones to really sweeten things up- but not too much, I know how sugar makes your head spin.
All of the late nights we've stayed up talking have made the bags under my eyes perfect for brewing and i'm ready to pour myself out to you; that little tea *** short and stout has nothing on my porcelain frame.
Tea cup collarbones made for you to drink from. Our tea party wouldn't be complete without snacks, and I hope soul food is what you're looking for. I don't want small talk, I want the kind of talk that makes me feel small compared to the possibilities. Lets take note from Alice and her glass vile's labeled "drink me", and drink up as we watch the universe expand before our eyes.
All of the love i'm trying to give you could easily be compared to most hallucinogens, because you make my world flip-flop in the most beautiful way.
So, would you care to see what I see? Turn me into a cup of tea, and when i'm done i'll scream and shout words of "I love you," so tip me over and pour me out.

He could not hear
and she could not speak.
Through pain they realized
that all that matters is to feel.

congratulations,
you are unloved;
undissolved in a world you
watch through glass.

and once again,
you are nine; in the bathroom,
on that floor, as
the blue tiled walls reflect,
and replay
over and over and
over,

and
you wish that
you never truly woke up, from
the strange mix of dream
and reality you
succumbed to long ago,

like a princess, at
rest;
wrapped in thorns

maybe
you'd never have had to pack
that sleepover bag every time
he made you cry,
.
leak

even as the tv still played
cartoons, snot still
ran, and you still
bled (and left).