can i stitch myself into you so my hurt becomes yours and yours becomes mine? can we heal each others scars and halve the pain? can we travel the world and grow lemons in the backyard of an old house? can i share a life with you or will the weight of our problems sink the stone to the bottom of the river? because i promise you when the scars keep opening and you can't hide them anymore i can't promise to fix you, but i know you won't bleed out alone
though i've never been in love, this is what i'd imagine i'd want it to be