isn’t it pretty, seeing someone’s vulnerability
unfolding before you?
that no matter how they barely trust the
world, they still let you see their wounds,
letting you take over, hoping you won’t
add one again because there’s no available
space on their skin already.
it only means that they trust you more than
themselves.
and when that happens,
i hope we won’t be that stupid to cause
another slash.
YOU ARE READING
Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."
