MY SMALL LOVE

I told you you’re little tonight, you were like that in my head. But it was just that little one that I imagined you were walking on your brain. In short, yes, I mean small to stay inside and get to who knows where. Think of an internal exploration of my body. I who do not understand anything I’m here talking about it, so I might as well shoot bullshit if I continue. (That is, if I let you know how I imagined you wandering inside me, with no double meanings eh, that’s not my intention.) It is really strange this thing, you will be confused reading it as soon as I wake up almost as much as I am writing it and I still do not find a sense. Meanwhile, you have reached the rib cage and are trying to enter. What then is the word “cage” so strange, sure you want to enter there? And what if you can’t get out anymore? That is, I know that you have already opened this door, indeed you have opened it wide and you have closed your whole world outside. I helped you or maybe forced you because it’s a part of me that is being talked about and I never told you to evict. You’re hopping on the ribs, be careful we get hurt. You are so delicate and I want to protect you, from me and you and from others who get in your way and from the roads that separate us and from everything that goes against us. My fault I would say, totally. So then go ahead, hurt me that if you fall you are still safe inside me. I won’t let you hurt yourself, not you. My eyes close and you continue to walk without stopping, I can’t control your every step but I feel you walking in every part that composes me. I feel you in every inch of me. You walk and then you run and then you stop. You seem to go who knows where but you stay here, inside me. Continue the journey.

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