you're happy on the weekends when your petals are still in bloom. you give yourself a stomachache when you look in the mirror that you carry like a weight to the bathroom. you are wearing a sweater when it is eighty degrees. when i ask you what it means, you just roll down the sleeves.
i am so in love with you. but even more than that, i'm in love with the way that i know that you will hurt me. i just want that so bad.
i've never wanted something more than when your tired eyes met mine. you are fragile, you are tentative. i've got nothing but time for you.
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