Morgan Leigh

We see each other for exactly who we are, all of the bad qualities in you reflected back on me, and vice versa. I tried to separate us and hate all of the negative in you, but that left me empty, cold, numb.

Will your rock bottom kill me in this bed that you never want to leave?

The thorns only grow around my garden when you scare me
Vulnerability never did a girl any good with a boy like you
Or at least that’s what I tell myself