6/22/17
i watch it pour out of me
for once it is not blood or tears
it's secrets
they flow out of me like ribbons in colors no one has seen but me
they wrap around you and bring you closer
you stare at them with no judgment
but with amazement
you think my mess is beautiful
you gladly let the ribbons pull you closer and closer
you don't struggle
you don't back up
you don't deny them
you listen to my secrets as my ribbons get longer
as they start to get frayed
and messy
but you still stare at me with a star struck look
my mess isn't scaring you
i'm opening up to you and i feel brand new
