For Love Of Lace

I hate watching boys tear you apart.

I hate watching this fabulous supernova of a girl give herself to dwarf planet boys who dont deserve her

I hate watching from the sidelines as people rip your heart apart in your hands

I have always believed you were strong enough

You were always strong enough to take it

You bore it all so beautifully

You made trauma look easy to survive

Made bad days easy to get past

Your struggle was always something you were never light about

You always knew exactly what weight it made you carry

And it didnt bother you that much

In fact

It baffled me to see you cry

And you somehow could only cry in front of me

it made me feel special somehow.

I always felt it was just us, and those boys, they were just trivial things.

And I knew that it would end.

I knew the trinkets would probably win.

I never dreamed it quite like this.

My starry eyed girl

With skin made of star dust

A nebula heart

And wise cracks smart enough to make you smile

She was never meant to be light

Not supposed to be easy

This submission is earned but not so quickly.

A bit bratty. But shell melt your ice crystal heart.

She says no, and she barks back.

Her bite will hurt.

Because it has to.

Because she is tired of boys telling her it wont.

Her talk, her smack, her “mess with me lets see what happens” point blank dont fuck with me attitude is not just some act

Its her skin

It is not meant to play nice when she is mad.

But when she loves you?

Its different.

Its a warm sun.

A labyrinth of surprises.

It is beneath her skin.

She is the warm light bubbling up from beneath.

This static electricity.

She is everything she needs to be.

For herself.