FicWad

One too many times
I've found perfection
And smashed it to pieces
Destroyed it
With my bare hands

And I'm scared
Of getting close to you
And annihilating you
Kicking you down
Adding crimson gashes
And grapevine bruises
To your precious face
As I alway seem to do

So here I am to ask you
Would you mind a few bruises?

And as for the broken pieces of you
I swear I'll put them back together
If only you'll let me