Speak Out -
QuoteI thought the world ended
in two thousand and eight
On the day he chained me to his heart
and said, “this will be your home,
and I will be your heaven.”
but I don’t believe in God
like I don’t believe in coincidence.
is a small town in China
that I will never visit.
Those chains burned my wrists red,
and he told me “Love
means never being able to pick the locks.”
But I still tried.
And it’s been four years that I’ve been free
but still on me
I can see
And so can you.
And the first time you kissed them
I thought that I would die
from the way your lips brushed mine
like a confession
that we didn’t really know what we were doing.
And from the day you told me
that my scars were stories of strength,
I knew that your soul
was even more beautiful the way the Milky Way
shines in the desert.
You unfolded me like a wildflower,
and I opened you like a book.
we painted God green and understood
why everything has its moment.
And on the days I don’t feel strong
you’ll hold me and tell me that
wool socks are better than cotton.
Believe me, I am more afraid
than an acrophobic about to jump,
but you make me feel
as if mountains were put there for us to climb them.
And we believe in each other like we believe
that relationships burn like wildfires,
and the word ‘love’ is the spark.
I want to be your best burn victim,
tell me you love me.
We are built from passion,
there is beauty in becoming.
And we can watch the fire start
from the atrium of our heart.