“In my bedroom I touched the match to everything I loved, wishing I could do the same to every memory needing to be erased. Burn me tender, burn me clean.”
- Meggie Royer (writingsforwinter), A Pyromaniac’s Love Poem (via featherskinnedd)
- Meggie Royer (writingsforwinter), A Pyromaniac’s Love Poem (via featherskinnedd)