Source: aseaofquotesMegan Miranda, Fracture
Tell me
What do you see
In these empty hands of mine?
A scar from a drunken night
That time I handed you my jacket
Those times I picked you up off the floor
Tell me
What do you see?
Because I see you slipping into the folds of my hands
Becoming the wrinkles in my fingertips
The stories in my scars
The space between my fingers
So tell me
What do you see
In these empty hands of mine?
Because I see
Lines to a play we haven’t rehearsed
Nails to a home we will build together
And ten reasons to trust
That I will never let you fall.
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