I once read a post,
with a girl telling her story.

She told me that it gave her closure.
So this is my story.

I was warned about the old men in their vans with candy that would ****** you from the sidewalk on your way home.

I was warned about the men that hid in dark alleys with knives and guns that would **** you if you were alone.

I was warned about the men that would drug your drinks if they were left unattended at all the parties.

I was warned about the men that would cat call at women and say nasty things.

I was warned about the men that would touch you inappropriately at the clubs while you were dancing with your friends.

I was warned about the creepy uncles and strange step fathers and neighbors that were too close.

BUT

I wasn't warned about the boy that lived in the room next to mine that was blood related to me.

I wasn't warned about the girl that shared a room with me every other weekend when she came to visit her dad/my step father.

I wasn't warned about the women, that called herself my mother, that would always take the boys side.

*I wasn't warned

I know that your mind is a tornado, destroying everything in its path.
And you may have asteroids in your blood, but everyone knows that they are so beautiful as they shoot across the sky.
After the bad weather clears, the sun shines oh so brightly.
And I see galaxies in your eyes,
I hear shooting stars when you speak.
And I am in love.
No matter the danger, I will stay.
I can only hope that you see galaxies in my eyes too.

I always thought that you had galaxies in your eyes, and the planets flowing through your veins and flowers growing in your heart.
But as time goes on I'm starting to realize that it wasn't your touch that sparked my skin, and it wasn't your words that made me fly.
I always thought that you were going to be the one to set me free and show me the world.
But in the end, you showed me how to stand in the light just right so my eyes would gleam as my mouth spilled lies, you taught me how to touch someone so lightly because you don't actually want to be touching them in the first place. You taught me how to kiss someone without feeling the stars on their lips. And you taught me to look for astroids in someone's eyes because they may look beautiful, but my god are they dangerous. //just like you.