#mobius fans

To tell you a secret

would pick me apart

Take scissors to the strings of my heart

Lips sewn shut, I imprison evidence of betrayals

that would paint your eyes with hatred for me,

Confirming to you, I drowned like Narcissus

How you told me that I would die

Like a moth to a flame

In her eyes, which are also mine

Yet,

You make it okay to come undone,

You knew not the way I burned for you,

How kindness feels scalding to the touch-starved

I’d offered her like a token to win your hand and trust,

She used her lips to stall me in my shock and sent me back where I belonged,

For you I had pledged my loyalty to

And she tangled me in secrecy

Took my choice from me

Yet, you made it okay to come undone,

because come for me,

join me in my melancholy,

pull me from the waves of where I sank into old habits,

berated me in ways that softened my sharp edges to your truth,

taught me those habits die harder when you are afraid to slaughter them,

I chose to save her life

but would burn bridges to get back to you.

You have the hands to shield a heart,

A golden exquisite glow,

Made to the coldness of those raised to live in ice,

Order and Chaos,

I break for you, I burn for you,

I am remade for you,

I sacrifice myself for you,

for us all

For you made it okay to come undone,