I can vanish. I can close my eyes and I can’t see you, you can’t see me. I can close my throat and put everything I’d say somewhere else and you can’t stop me, you can’t see me. I can watch the world end and I can fire it up again, I can be the girl with the power of God on her eyelids, I can shut you out, I can stop this. I should.
You shouldn’t talk about love. There’s no need to tell the world how it feels and what it means and why it matters. How old it is, how long it’s festered inside of you and how it hurts and why you’ve wanted it so badly and what that’s like - getting a thing you’ve always wanted, how it matches up. I shouldn’t listen to a word you say, I shouldn’t watch your face as you say it, I shouldn’t let you stay.