your hands were
sitting oh so gently
on the table
and i examined your
blushed knuckles
and cyan veins
and your golden touched
skin
and i couldn't help but
put my hands on top
of yours
and instead of pulling away
or hitting
or kicking
or throwing a fit
you stared at my hands
and continued to eat
and i grinned
ESTÁ A LER
i can't help // junghope
Fanficthat giddiness you feel in your stomach is not butterflies, it's fear. stop falling in love with the people that hurt you.
