bittersweet

you are land mines and booby traps

i must watch where i step

there are stick pins in your fingerprints

broken glass in your tongue

you tear tender places to shreds

chew the shreds and spit

you are the morning after a botched suicide attempt

regret and horrible scars

you are blood stains in all my favorite clothes

you put the thorns on the rose

you are beautiful

and mean

bitter and sweet

so if i were ever brave enough

or defeated enough

to love you

i would have to love you

to death