spicks & specks

ii. fables

you would always tell me tales. paint me pictures.

and, in the cruelest of ways, i don't think you knew what a storyteller you really were.

i clung to your words
and i grasped every lie
as if it were life threatening to
escape through my shaking fingertips.

i relied on your crafted lines to help me sleep cozy and warm.
when i was truthfully barren and shivering inside.

but now, looking back, i would have rather frozen.

for those nights that were longest, that's when i was strongest.

and now, that you're gone,
i see through the web that you've so carefully spun.

and i see your fables.
so hazy and poorly-told.

but, dear, you'll never see me.

my heart is made of gold.

xXx

hey lovelies! i just want to give a big thank you to everyone who has already voted and/or read this. like holy shit it's been up for less than 12 hours??? how????

i love you all. stay beautiful ❤
- maggie