A Letter To My Heart; We Have Been Here Before
If you are thinking about being in a relationship,
be prepared for the rotten fruit of their labors to pick your bones clean.
Your saccharine eyes will lure them in with their sugary glaze,
and then they will blame you for cavities that were already there, yet
You will stay.
You will stay because your tears will taste so good as they pool at your lips
that you will forget the bruises that were left on your lungs.
Your bones will become so brittle that the next time they tell you "just breathe,"
a rib may snap into your tender, empty stomach.
Skipping meals will become easier when you no longer have to hear death threats
if you dare to enter the kitchen at the wrong time.
When they insult your passions, it will be your fault
for seeing them as anything worthwhile.
You will stay because the next time that you say goodbye,
they will mail you their death certificate and cry "murder."
Every breath you take near them will fill your lungs with whisky tears
when they tell you to never leave.
You will stay because maybe you deserve it.
You will stay for so long that injected poison will leak from your veins,
and you will forget which of you held the needle.
They will convince you that you are a princess and numb your reactions
so that they can lock you in their home and call it your tower.
When you open your scars,
all they will see is an opportunity for target practice.
They will see that you own the exact ammunition
to fit the gun that they are concealing.
You will stay even when they morph into something inhuman before your eyes,
because they will still manage to be just the right amount of charming.
They will bring you on the deadliest ride you have been on,
and tell you that the restraints do not unlock.
A glowing exit sign will be visible seconds before it is too late.
If you are thinking about being in a relationship,
be prepared for the possibilities.
A blazing fire could be lurking behind a beautiful pair of eyes but,
so could a cool and gentle ocean breeze.