be the serpent under't

I’m so broken I wish I can rely on myself for happiness and I am able to sometimes but i cannot hold myself together so I break apart and the glass pieces shatter and everything is as lost as it was before and all I can do is try to find someone to help fix the damaged parts and make sure they never fall apart again

BEWARE: boy with hell in his smile and a summer storm in his eyes. he will look at you and you will tell yourself that he isn’t all that beautiful (he is). when the casual graze of his hand against yours keeps you awake at night you will say you do not wish him to steal you and keep you in his arms until the sun comes up (you do).  BEWARE: boy with a thousand nights of excess between his ribs. you will decorate your hair with flowers and dance in the sun. you will lie to yourself when you say you don’t want to live the night the way he does and poison your body until you are so intoxicated with him that the only thing that’s real anymore is his breath on your neck. BEWARE: boy with heaven in his tongue and a scorching desert on his fingertips. you will try to erase the prints he has left on your skin but when they talk about ilium burning all you can remember is the way his mouth felt on yours and how he caught his breath when your lips were on his chest. he will make you forget what having a body felt like before you met him.   BEWARE: boy who will steal your lungs and your guts and your heart.