my body bears scars of love
look, here's the thing,
i want to let go and just let this happen and appreciate how good i feel when i'm with you and let myself just keep liking every new part of you as it unfolds before me like so many flowers blooming or anemones opening to the sea,
just don't treat me like i'm crazy for feeling the way i do about you
and try to like me just as much back
and don't leave
because i just can't take that right now and if that is how this is going to go, i want to stop before it starts.
i am too damaged still to be damaged all over again. there is no more room for scars on top of all of my scars.