Letters from you to me…

Think about this for a second, you say I’m good with words. But if there’s one thing that I know about people like that, people that speak sentences that roll of their lips like molten chocolate.. is that they’re bad for you. 

I’m bad for you, I’m terrible. I’ll call you nice names and make you feel good. Stroke your soul until your wounds heal, just so I can give new ones to you. 

Better ones, but so much worse and so much more painful. I’ll fill you up and leave you empty, these are the things you know I will do.

 

I’ll make you art to the world, I’ll make its entirety notice you. But you won’t want their attention, only mine will do.

I’ll leave you so beautifully broken and you’ll still come back. I’ll be your worst addiction, I’ll be your heart attack.