The day love poured out of my mouth
and into the world
you turned away from me
telling me that my insides needed to be pretty too
as if you looked into my eyes and
just knew that I was something barren
That night I ate roses
Thorns lining my stomach,
I approached you again the next day
fervently smiling through bleeding teeth
only, this time I looked inside of you
seeing not love but pity
The pink and yellow roses in my stomach turned grey
maybe I only really loved myself
is that why I was this way?
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