I want my heart held in my hands. held with care. I don't want my trembling body to be carried in my arms while I'm screaming out loud. I want you to hold my heart. crawled under my skin. drank blood from my veins. slipped through the valves. hidden in these vaults. come to me before your angel falls under the weight of our expectations, morals, and the lights of the world humming outside our Paradise










