really, I hope you read this and you know it’s for you.
thank you, i love you xx

really, I hope you read this and you know it’s for you.
thank you, i love you xx
Crow
Crow calls my name
Shifting the rain.
Black eye’d and holy
My one and only
Crow comes again
And every time I fall
And every time I dream
And every time I sleep she’s staring at me
And I can hear her song
And I can see her following me
Forever she has flown
Forever I will bleed
And every time I sleep she’s there watching me
And she don’t want no one
Other than her loving me.
Crow.
I Love You
I love you, he says
And tucks me in bed
Then leaves for a night
Smothered in sex
I love you, he says
Kissing my cheek
Yet winking behind
At the whore on the street
I love you, he says
As his fist meets my face
kissing the blood
His own knife has drawn
I love you, another says,
And I cower in fear
For cruel time has taught
That words are for naught
that crossed my face,
the person I once was
slowly washed away.
-Morgan Richard Olivier
“May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you.”
— Zainab Aamir