loud poetry from a quiet girl

one-hundred-seventy-fifth

I don't care how much space there is between your legs.
you worry about it but I think your smile makes up for it, just the thought of you being happy.
I don't care what size you are.
bigger body, better hugs.
I don't care if you have a broken past,
let's pick up the pieces and build something new.
I don't care about those things,
I care about you.