i was used to being ripped open like a toy on christmas morning, met with disappointment when they realized it was all recalled parts and batteries that needed charging

this one savored me like hard candy, waited years before i melted in his mouth 

piled up my protective layers as save for laters, used em to build me back up every time i forgot what i was made of

i had lovers that asked me to live outside of the box. but where else would i go? ohh you must have misunderstood, i dont bend that way. or at all. flexible isn’t in my vocabulary nor is it on my to do list 

but this one climbed in and said square is my favorite shape, make room for one more. looked around and said i like your edges, how’d you get em so sharp? took the weight off my shoulders and used em to anchor me to the right now 

this one, he has me walking home from the train at a proper new yorkers pace, seeing color in spaces no one ever shined a light. has me believing my wildest dreams weren’t big enough because i never could have dreamt up a love so colossal it calmed me to my core. couldn’t have imagined being satiated by a slow burn after spending years loving boys who poured gasoline on my fire fun 

the wrong one will have you convinced it’s all about the thrill of the chase. but don’t let em fool you, it’s slow and steady that wins the race.

-tbrumm