Feb 11, 2023
Somethings you should know about loving me,
I will take some time to trust you.
My heart is a little bit black and blue, from hands that were a little too clumsy to hold it.
I keep myself a bit hidden, I keep my walls a bit high.
But when they fall, you won’t have to remind me your birthday.
I hold in my heart the freckle counting, text me when your home, call me when you need me kind of love.
I won’t let you have a single doubt in your mind, that the love song stuck in my head says anything but your name.
Because the thing about having a heart with walls around it, is once you’re let inside, it makes a pretty safe place to stay.
Whitney Hanson, Climate
