#siehl

Quando tua figlia ti chiederà se è bella il tuo cuore si infrangerà come un calice sul pavimento di legno una parte di te vorrà dire certo che lo sei, non dubitarne mai e l'altra parte la parte che ti sta dilaniando ti chiederà di afferrarla per le spalle di guardarla nei pozzi che sono i suoi occhi finché non rispecchieranno i tuoi e di dire non devi esserlo se non lo vuoi non è il tuo lavoro.

They all tell you not to fight fire with fire, but that is only because they are afraid of your flames.

I wore your armor just to feel deathless

Do not fall in love With people like me. people like me will love you so hard that you turn into stone into a statue where people come to marvel at how long it must have taken to carve that faraway look into your eyes Do not fall in love with people like me we will take you to museums and parks and monuments and kiss you in every beautiful place so that you can never go back to them without tasting us like blood in your mouth Do not come any closer. people like me are bombs when our time is up we will splatter loss all over your walls in angry colors that make you wish your doorway never learned our name do not fall in love with people like me. with the lonely ones we will forget our own names if it means learning yours we will make you think hurricanes are gentle that pain is a gift you will get lost in the desperation in the longing for something that is always reaching but never able to hold do not fall in love with people like me. we will destroy your apartment we will throw apologies at you that shatter on the floor and cut your feet we will never learn how to be soft we will leave. we always do.

This is the place I finally learned what it meant to dance alone to the song you put in my chest. Thanks for the symphony. I can still hear it when I think of you, and it is so much like remembering

I will learn your anger. I will lick your sadness. I will feast on your hunger

I did not fall in love with you, I was born on the floor. Everything else was just remembering.

When they don’t love you the way you want to, you mourn that for however long you need to. But then you get back up and you remind yourself. You are not a reflection of the people who can’t love you. You will love again. You will be loved again