for the first time,
i am terrified
for the first time,
i am the flame, not the burn victim
you hold me in your palm like a glass of wine,
blushing and bitter and soft
i am terrified to lose you
to have something to lose
YOU ARE READING
to the lovers (poems and such)
Poesíato the lovers I have stupidly fallen for. (these are all true feelings and stories, this is basically a diary)
