liziefer

My moon, like the temples above, you are stellar. One word + my heart explodes on the inside. One touch + my stomach melts on the inside. One whisper + my skin shivers like a river. The mountains raise + raise + raise, then crash back down. The ripples of my ribs are smooth beneath your hand. Speak slow, I am dumb around you, mesmerised by what's on the inside. The butterflies are eating me up, they're devouring the darkness inside, the light is escaping + I am burning on the inside. You are the light in the dark, + I follow your lead blindly, vision on the nightable where you left it. You leave me breathless, my lungs are asphyxiated with your intoxication. Take it slow, take it easy on me, my moon, like the temples above, you are stellar.

"Take it slow, take it easy on me." I'm falling + I'm scared. So is he. I guess we can be scared together.

There are three parts of me - the part that wants to lose more weight, the part that wants to stay the weight I am, + the part that thinks I should put a little weight back on. I don't know which part is biggest, which part is winning. It's full out war, but I don't know which side I'm gunning for. I'm confused + it's all I can think about sometimes. * sigh *

Robot Love