brokentreetops

it is 3am i am still awake i breathe in slowly, take everything in you make your way inside crawling, digging in your claws as you draw closer closer closer to my heart leaving small puncture wounds and when you get to the core the control center of every emotion i have ever felt, you slowly slowly slowly tear apart my capillaries peel apart each blood pumping vessel i am hemorrhaging you laugh and when you are done ravaging at my insides you tell me that your talons are far too dirty and it will be such a hassle to clean them i will kneel at your feet and say im sorry im sorry im sorry for being such an inco

what are you something mysterious something unknown something profound what are you a force to save me to hold and savor me to be the death of me what are you my teacher my mentor my strength what are you the second half the best part of my soul something i need what are you my unconditional adoration my greatest treasure my pride and joy what are you i'm not quite sure what you are but i love every part of how you make me feel

i speak from broken lungs. i breath out my tattered words only hoping that you'll hear the soft murmur that holds my undying confession.                                                                                                                 ineedyou.