Indecisive

by codebllack

Have you never wondered why your fears wriggle out of your tongue only at 3 am? Those are wretched leeches. Feeding on your pulses. Do you feel as afraid in sunlight? When the flames lick our skins and our veins spell passion? Never trust the decisions you make at 3 am. For one thing I’ve learned darling, we can either be flowers that bloom in deserts, simply happy to be alive and together. Or we can be the hands that dig into the petals and destroy everything down its way. Either way, know that one day the earth will swallow both the flowers and the hand. And we’ll scream – ”It’s too late, it’s too late.”

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