You say that love goes anywhere. In your darkest time, it’s just enough to know it’s there. When you go, I’ll let you be. But you’re killing everything in me.
You say that love goes anywhere. In your darkest time, it’s just enough to know it’s there. When you go, I’ll let you be. But you’re killing everything in me.
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Marilyn Monroe in New York City, June 1957. Photo by Sam Shaw.
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You tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do, love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.
By far