A vault of thoughts .v. 1

  Sometimes I take a moment

A moment to appreciate you

Everything I’ve known, it all changes with you

Granted you know me from distance

I have trouble letting others in

My thoughts are locked in vault

But if you hold your ear up and turn the knob

You might hear a something , 

So here’s to a click

  I’ve always been embarrassed about myself

The things I like and my attitude 

But you’re not embarrassed 

You embrace it

You reach a hand forward and tug tight 

others watch you drag ur love 

But it’s never dirtied in your mud

You tie yourself to others, 

You walk with knots on your hands.

And they tug,

until their knot breaks,

 your hands purple and bleeding.

And though you don’t like purple,

 the red is forgiving.

Because they tugged so hard they turned themselves purple and cut themselves deep.

At the end of the day, ur both in pain

And strings engrave another fear,

But the stains on it are profound 

And though your scared you might be tugged so hard once again,

Your open and loving and overall understanding. 

“If they snap their knot,

Undoing it quick enough heals you again.”