Ice cold heart beating against a cage of ribs, Simon says “emotions are a waste of space”, true; only now she’s versed does she agree. Fragile, flashes, wavy, superficial. do not be guided by her; emotions, whatever you do, do not taste the honey from her lips. with no root she’ll dig her claws into your thoughts, changing like a million mirrors reflecting errors. When she comes and you have no place to hide, load the gun but don’t pull the trigger. Don’t let her be the dictator of your reaction. 

Picture; Shan3y