How to walk free
"Do they break your heart? Friends, lovers... Even the fleeting ones? Trample around and leave with something that's yours. Tell me how you walk free" Time is the.. Water in which I'll diffuse my feelings for them.. him Watch as what once made me fumble and fold rushes into pale echoes of want Wait for it to waft into reaches unknown until my heart turns clear again *The emotionally unavailable flower child* I've stopped letting them draw blood Now my mourning is selfish, without drama the cuts in me may never fade But I won't have to worry about new ones Because the face of my healing changed She gives back to herself more than the penance she demands *The affectionate emo* **Conversations over wine and tears**