Reblog and see if you get a color.

  • PURPLE: We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.
  • FUCHSIA: I wish I could become your best friend through the internet.
  • GREY: You leave me with jumbled words.
  • RED: I'm in love with you.
  • PINK: I have a crush on you.
  • TURQUOISE: You're hot.
  • CHARTREUSE: I sincerely wish you would notice me.
  • TEAL: We have quite a lot in common.
  • BLUE: You are my Tumblr crush.
  • ORANGE: I dislike your page.
  • GREEN: I find you cute.
  • BLACK: I would date you.
  • BROWN: I dislike you.

when you offer to walk me home,
you say
that there are demons in the dark
(if only i had known
you were speaking of yourself)

you even hold my hand
to guide me through the night
(the only hand i can offer now
is one curled into a fist)

yet before i can speak
on your slowly advancing hands
your lips slam into mine
and your hands aren’t slow any more
(i pulled away
but that just
gave you a chance to say
“you know you want it, baby”)

you shove my back against a wall
while tearing at my jeans
every ragged breath you take
is an insult to grace and care

you enter with a grunt
you silence me with teeth
‘til all i can taste is blood
(since then
no food can clear my throat
of the taste of your tongue,
so what use is eating
when no meal removes your mark?)

in response you just wipe
my blood from your lip
and spit:

(go tell your friends
that “she just likes it rough”
but will you ever tell them
that you like it best
when she can’t fight at all?)

i’ve heard you say
that i wasn’t clear
that i lead you on
(that everyone knew i was a tease)

but what makes me
shudder the most
at the touch of any man
is that i’ve given up hope
of hearing you say