Old Habits Die Hard

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

by: Cosmiic
(omfg this seemed like a good idea at 1am)

You know,
I have memorized the creases by your eyes when you frown,
and the shape of your jawline when you smile.
I want to scream from the roof tops
of the place we first met,
that your scars do not define you,
your weight is not your anchor,
theres no shame in not sleeping anymore.
But,
"old habits die hard"
you told me.
Your bruises are in the shape of his fingerprints
you have spelt out his name on your arm
his kiss is sown into your lips
words like snake bites carved into your brain.
and
fukc
I
think
I'm
too
late

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