Here. Ravished, Devoured after our love making. Here, Where limbs seek one another. Where everyday is joy. Is where I wanted to stay with you. [where’d you go]
I didn’t understand
And I wondered
Where had she gone?
This little girl
Who looked so much like me
Her smile untouched by the realities
That growing up blind comes with.
Yes. Blind. Didn’t realize we were drowning
In untruths, mask so polished,
So well made I thought it was my own;
Until it cracked.
Cracked from mother’s I hate you’s
And daddy becomes the nothing he’s promised you.
Cracked from the misconception
that you understood your siblings to begin with.
It hits you the reality that you’ve been breed for a different purpose.
Until it cracks, that mask we wear,
Damn good. Until it crumbles.
Crumbles beneath the pressure
of his weight on top of you,
As he massacres innocence from your dictionary.
Crumbling as he rips empathy
From inside you,
Leaving you there to pick up
And wash away the evidence
Of apathy seeded in you.
When I’m stagnant, Stuck, Held in one place, Forced to be still; It makes me want to crawl out my skin. Unmoving isn’t who I am. [movement]
I love how you don’t need to ask for love, because you’ve learned how to receive it.
I love how you don’t need to ask for love, because you’ve learned how to be whole on your own two feet.
I love how you see me. I love that I don’t have to work for you to understand who I am or who I’m trying to become.
I love it when you’re not intimidated by my success, because you understand that it adds to our success.
Yes, I love it.
Are you that somebody who can love me naked? – Ella Mai