The way he makes me feel

Like fire that burns




like the eerie silence when you catch your breath

+ feel relief

after a storm as you begin to truly see,

really feel

the precision of the


and somehow it leaves you

wishing the twister would wind its way back


like you’re the loneliest survivor


like a junkie


like an addict

like a stranger who is more myself than me

like the other girls that he might hurt

like I

never want to

have to


see him again