My heart is vicious,
raging, jealous.
I’m selfish like a toddler
who wants to devour
all the cookies in the jar.
You should know:
my heart is ugly.
My touch, a sting.
I will grab you for comfort,
but leave claw marks on your skin.
I love you,
I love you,
I love you—
but you should be scared, I tell you.
Say you need me more.
My heart,
a roll of thunder.
Your tears,
a hailstorm.
And we break
just like before.
⛔️