Layers of skin, pieces of hair, teeth and bones, cheek cells and eyelashes. We’re all made of something, fur and nails, paws and muscle. Scales and nerves. Don’t let them fool you, don’t let them hurt you. You were made to be you for a reason. Because greatness comes as it is and I love you, so understand that there are happy thoughts and there are sad thoughts and they’re both okay and if you want to run away I’ll come with.
The window is open, my skin is exposed, there are letters folding into the thin sheet that covers our scars. Don’t run unless you’re ready, I regret everything I’ve never done and I regret not saying your name more times.