i want to say, i was born a witch. i want to say, i took to magic like water, air. a mother’s comfort on the darkest night. i want to say, over and over, do you believe in second chances?
we are on the dew damp grass. there is a halo around the moon. our fingers are playing cats-cradle with each other without the impediment of string. we are staring at the sky. i want to share all my secrets with you. i hold them in my chest, broken glass and smoke. there is honeysuckle and something headier on the wind. there is blood under my nails. there is a storm coming, still only on the horizon. we’ve anticipated it all day.
i want to say, i was born to ruin. i want to say, i don’t understand why you care. i want to say, help me prove myself wrong.
this silence feels like comfort. this silence feels like suffocation. this silence is the only thing holding me together.