So this is what love feels like.
Like all my skin burnt away
and I am barren for you.
Am I beautiful?
This is what it feels like to give.
Like I am walking on a tightrope
you cannot stop shaking.
Am I still beautiful up here?
This is what it feels like to fall.
Like I never needed air, anyways
just a nosedive into nothing.
But I know you think I’m beautiful, right?