matches burn.
glass couldn't cut him
the thrill
even though your past is rough,
it doesn’t mean you’ll always be.
I tell him
my hand pressed
on his chest
knowing
this is
something
not even I
can fix.
because these pieces of shattered glass
that sprinkle the floor
suggest otherwise
even though your past is rough,
it doesn’t mean you’ll always be.
I tell him
my hand pressed
on his chest
knowing
this is
something
not even I
can fix.
because these pieces of shattered glass
that sprinkle the floor
suggest otherwise
