When did it stop being so easy to love?
We said it all the time as kids,
I love you mummy, I love you daddy,
You said I love you to the boy you held hands with at break when you were five,
You said I love you to your friends, to the trees you passed on your way to school.
Why now, is it more terrifying to say I Love you than I Hate you?
We fear each other so much my darlings, Isn’t it funny?
Or am I the only one that is scared, are you afraid?
Or maybe you don’t care, no I know you do but do you?
Overthinking, anxiety ripping open my chest,
you both can pick my heart up, stitch your love onto its flesh
or tear it to ribbons, I don’t care.
I will do what you wish,
Until, one day, something goes wrong, and I will show you my teeth.
No, that is my wolf talking, I cannot hurt you, never could,
but pretending I could makes me feel more secure,
because, my god, I am glass in your hands.