SHOUTOUT: Aliswiftypotterhead! She kept telling me to write this for the longest time! Also, to Joyce and Taliah!
I miss the why you held my heart in your hands. I have a rotten, cursed heart. Everything I touch is cursed and everyone I love gets hurt in the end. The savior of my life has tried to save me, he dove into my crazy world I call my life. Many people I love have left and walked away. Not because they have to but because it is the easiest thing to do. I had my heart and in my world and my savior rescued it. My heart was drowning in water that burned it like acid. When I cried the tears stung and burn my face as they found my skin. You wiped them off and they burned your hands as they roll down your arms. I could tell they would leave marks on your skin. It would be the same as the ones on my skin. Are marks would be tiny unnoticeable circles. No one else besides us will be able to see them. I loved it. The marks were reminder to both of us of how it felt when you left. I burned again for days before my savior came along. I hope to stay but he went to rescue another. I cried and this time they were real. The tears were not acid but water. I cried harder than I have ever cried before. And I have never cried a day sense and I never will ever again.
