My heart, Cut itself open, Stretching over,
Doubling in size.
I thought they would break come the next beat.
Systole, ribs recovering.
It was new, but my body was always a quick learner
Twice, it was used to this now. Heart Swole, Ribs intact,
It was then I knew, that loving you, was a feat my body wouldn’t wear itself out on.
Niketa. (via niketa-rae)
I set my throat on fire, waiting for you to ask me how much I really loved you. And my throat stood, Burning dry, Cause you never asked And I never told you. You didn’t care. And I had my pride.
I deserve happiness. (via niketa-rae)