oleanderss:

when they told me
to not
make homes out of people

i laughed

because who would be foolish enough
to plant the seeds of themselves
in a skin that wasn’t theirs, or in a smile
they didn’t own

but when i turned to show you
there was only quiet

empty space

and my roots
from around your ribcage

when reading, we don’t fall in love with the characters’ appearance. we fall in love with their words, their thoughts, and their hearts. we fall in love with their souls.