I could never say we were just friends.
Not by the way you set alarms off
in every sleeping nerve in my body.
Not by the way your body
became a temple for my eyes.
Not by the way I’d suffocate at the idea
of you belonging to someone else.
Not by the way bloodbaths
would rush through my veins
because my heart couldn’t tame itself.
I could never say we were just friends.
Because in the end, ‘just’ means ‘only’.
And you were never only anything –
you were everything.

- Connotativewords | jl | Injustice (via connotativewords)