your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by
I’ve heard some people say that they need their love to burn inside of them. They need to scream and hurt and tear into each other because it lets them know it’s real. Yeah? Fuck that.
I want a love that keeps me warm without ripping through my veins like fire. I want a love that keeps me whole instead of breaking me down to something so small I have lost all self worth.
What am I saying? Just beat the shit out of me, scream at me, give me your heart with a fist to the face and I’ll smile at you through broken teeth, with I love you falling out of my mouth, covered in blood.
