I color my nails blackand dye my hair redto wear, in metaphors,what my heart wants.The things I don‘t wish to remember,leaking from the tips of my fingers.The things I wish I won‘t forget,clinging to the roots of my hair.

Don't fall in love with me. I am dissonance. I am always at war with myself – confusing my head with my heart, always retreating into my mind, because I don‘t want to lose.

I‘m no good at loving people but…I will love you like the darkness loves the stars. I'm the goddess of the night. I will smear my ink over your skin, and leave paper cuts where the light can get in. I will break you then make you whole. You‘ll be the moon lighting up the sky. But I will never be done – we‘ll dance together until my darkness is gone.

Our outlines feel the same. I think I can hide inside you.

He was broken in the best way – in a way that made me stop and stare and want to love him.