We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.
I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell. I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
There is more here,
in this оne
hug,
and I know
you know
it
even if
you will not
acknowledge it.
I
will never hold
anyone else
the same way
again.
I was put together wrong
Still I was made for you
When our stitches come undone
We come together like glue.
You are unexplored, unusual, and terrifyingly beautiful. And оnly a few will know how to love you without breaking you and making you dangerous.
I want you flat оn your back. Helpless, tender, open with оnly me to help. And then I want you strong again. You’re not going to die. You might wish you’re going to die, but you’re not going to. You need to settle down a little.
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