Existential Extraterrestrial

Growing up bandaids were never kept in the house unless you were bleeding they were too expensive to keep stocked, A non essential when I scrapped me knee I would have to tape wads of toilet paper to keep from bleeding until my nurse mother could steal bandaids from work or run to the store, yet here I am at my own house with a man who loves me and a medicine cabniet full and when I cut myself or get injured I am not waiting to be acknowledged I have the tools to fix myself now.

Suddenly, just like that, he made the voices quiet, quiver and run, and gave me a reason to live without doing anything but staying even when I begged him to leave and save himself , no he chose to save me or drown trying because he knew all I needed was a life raft because I didn't want to drown, I just knew no other way.

"I remember the way my older cousin was so effortlessly beautiful, small skinny and blonde. The cheerleader who was bubbly and always smelled good. I remember sitting in her bedroom playing with her brats dolls and wishing to be like her when I grew up, and yet here we are looking at eachother wishing for the others life."

"For a girls who has never been loved right, falling for a gentleman is not for the faint of heart. A man who loves with all his soul and reaches in to kiss yours, a man who doesn't back away from the scars and instead decides to hold her hand as she gets stitched up.