But we both know how it goes: I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater, I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife
send me nice things?
What if you didn’t run? This one time. What if you stayed, and let love overtake you?
It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.