you live like you write. messy. beautiful. (Her - Part 3)

faintly fading, anger subsides .

i missed your face

arms warm and welcoming

my mess of a mind, so kind

you smell like heartbreak and cold mornings turning to warm afternoons .

like a million memories i tried to forget .

like a tear stained jacket, tear stained face.

i found my place

consecutive cracks,

mimick cracks in my mind

bleeding palms instead of arms

lifting your chin up instead of

lying down, on the ground

as time is passed

we're changing

fresh words fell from your lips so smooth

like blades on my skin

`I'm straight`

cut through, smiling `cool`

blood pooled