To every boy who has loved me for my surface; come a little closer please, there are oceans of imperfections inside of me. Take a closer look at my crevices, they hold volcanoes of anger and brokenness your mere words will never be able to fill. My hair looks black and a lot more brown under the sun rays but if you catch me at night, you will find hues of misery and eons of forgiveness in every strand. My collar bones hold abandoned houses and worn down cities i once mistook for home. My curves are more like the ocean waves, they will always be majestic. even if they are small or big or uncontainable. Dont call my eyes beautiful, call me when you can call them home. And please, please dont crave my touch, because theyve burnt forests down and im still trying to fathom the heat. Dont tell me youve fallen for my words because most of the nights, im a universe of silence. And my waist wont always please you because they'll remind you of falling leaves more often than not. Ive seen love crawl out of peoples shadows and grow a shade lighter every second until it finally disappeared. So i know what its like to grow colorblind to soft pinks and bright yellows.
Dont mistake my fragile wrists for weakness because theyve fought more battles than youve heard of. I'm not all about suffering because the palms of my hands and my eye lids hold black holes of happiness. All my quips and lame jokes might make you laugh like a little kid but honey, i can brew hurricanes of tears with my gestures alone. And if you place your stars in the right galaxies and not pray on blind faith, you will find the goddess inside of me. I will not remind you of your mother, hell i dont even remind others of my own mother. And trust me, you will not want to introduce me to her because i curse more than i smile and fight more than i plead. And i really hope you know that burning buildings like me can never be anyones home and to every boy who has loved me for my surface, darling, please know there is more to what you see.