Maybe you’re terrifying.
Maybe you look like someone that could hurt them;
Someone that could sink their teeth into them
& rip them apart:
limb by trusting limb,
when they’ve already spent so long sowing themselves up,
limb by aching limb.
Maybe you’re terrifying.
Maybe you look like someone that leaves a storm in their wake;
Someone that’s impossible to recover from.
Someone you drown in.
Maybe you’re terrifying.
Maybe you look like someone who promises a breath of fresh air
just when they need it most.
And when their lungs ache & open for you,
to breathe your life into them,
you kiss them dead.
Maybe you are terrifying.
You just need to find someone with a death wish.
Someone who thinks it an honor:
To be ripped apart for you.
To drown for you.
To sink for you.
To suffocate for you.
Someone who thinks it an honor
to be terrifyingly heartbroken by you.