day 278

I am wings length away from catching myself. I don't need to fall in love, so I will fly away as soon as we get close. We touch skin and open mouths and wait for our hearts to climb through our throats. I shove my tongue down your throat because I want to stop you from getting closer. We are playing roulette and you think I'm protecting you. Maybe I am. Maybe I will after I realize how hurt you are.