Leila Rufino

I feel like I’m tying you down
when we barely even know
how to knot.

Sometimes I wish I could go back to every phone call and tell you how much you mean to me.

I don’t care if you’re the fire that’ll burn me to the ground
because, maybe just maybe —when I’m in ashes you’d finally stick around.

I can’t lie. My heart still shatters every time I’m reminded of you.