
you want to own me
so i wear you
‘round my neck
in a string of purple.
i wear your clothes
and sleep in your bed
(on my side).
you want me to be yours
so i can never want
anyone, ever
because your hand grasps
my neck
and i cannot breathe
without you
breathing into me.
i reach for you
in my sleep
even when you are
not there.
i always think
i can leave
until i do
and come back,
head hanging.
you lift my eyes
to meet yours
and i see everything
i cannot escape.
your voice has become
the one in my head
and i cannot run away.
(the story of a girl who can’t let go.)
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.



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