You and I are in love like it's war.

Leave me alone


no wait, come home.


we are in love like it’s war.


war is so fragile but so strong and


I’m like hiding in a bunker and 
you’re hiding in yours but


we both think we’re out with our guns.


How many girls have you kissed since


I told you not to talk to me?


Each one is a bullet 
f*****g stop I love you.



I can go to her apartment whenever I want and


lay in her bed and watch her do nothing while


she makes fun of my music. 


She says it’s all
 sad people screaming 
which is way too true


but she still asks me to play it 
every time I’m there.


I go to turn it off and she grabs my arm
and says she wants to listen.


I tell her that I think everyone is just a 
sad person screaming
in some way.
“

You like all this sad s**t. 
Sad songs and poems and books and movies


but you’re always f*****g smiling.”


She never tries to change that about me


and I love that wait 
maybe I hate it idk.


I laugh and she stares at my mouth but


she will never kiss me because she knows 
I’d run. 

I think she knows about my bunker 
I think she knows I’m not ready


and probably never will be but she still


smells my hair 
when she thinks I’m dead asleep.


She says that I smell clean and


I feel clean and
she can’t stop staring


at my hands. 
She holds my fingers in my hands


She tosses them around in her palm


like some foreign object


She said they look like they do good things.


She said she could never see them hurting a thing


but my hands are bullets and
you and I?


We’re in love like it’s war.

Reviews

[TrishArias]

This was really intriguing.