#14
and maybe there will always be things like heartaches and broken hearts that follow you wherever you go. past horrors like piercings and action movies, so many important people have etched themselves into my skin.
you taught me so much. you taught me all these things about justice and indignity, about loving someone, the importance of that and the downside of having to find yourself after.
i look back upon us as shattered mirrors and glass, we were so broken, but i would be lying if you weren't the person i have loved the most.
it took me three months to finally feel okay with you and still when i go back through us, i feel the burn inside my body, my heart tendons aching to break, it suffocates me and how i wished we had worked out.
and it hurts sometimes because i'm still trying to let go of you, trying to forget every sushi train, and every piercing, action movies and promises, "baby girl", you've dug inside me and placed all these landmines that erupt every single time i think about you- about us.
and it gets to the point where i feel like my wounds will never heal, they will hurt
they will hurt.
i still don't know if i can love someone as strongly and as passionately as i did, you.
i'm still trying, i am still.