Pretty Girls Don't Bleed by Emily Allison - HTML preview

as i hold you close -

as i

hold you in the

palms of my hands,

i smooth my thumbs

along the creases of

your spine.

i know

everything you’re

thinking by the

words written across your

skin, the words i once

kissed onto you

once upon a time.

we were so

alike - ​you understood me

like no one else could.

it was as if we had been

birthed from the

same brain and

nurtured from the

same heart.

love is love.

accept it or

go home.