March

18 2 0
                                    

I just hope
You don't care enough
Not to ask me about it all
And make me crack
And make my tongue crack back to movement
And make my heart crack open
Pouring and dripping on your fingers
Ridiculous insanities
And make my mind crack its hard shell
Revealing its vulnerable and petty inside
So please don't ask me,

-but I'd love it if you would.

Twenty SixteenWhere stories live. Discover now