Experience Tumblr Like Never Before
I wish I hadn't forgotten all my pain. I want more of myself. I wish my bed was wider so it can fit what has poured out of me when I lay on my sides. I need to look at it and remember even when it’s unsightly. Even if it was the figure in the dark I thought were clothes hanging on the door or piled on the chair. I think I’d cuddle it and hug it close to my chest. I wish my heart isn't too far inside of my skin, I wish I can just have it in my palm. I want to hold it and see what I've hidden in its folds, then flow inside and go to my brain just to look at my heart again. I knew she will keep me safe even when it hurts. I want to go back to myself. I wish I remember