hummingbird;
she said with venom dripping from her tongue.
yes, you’re beautiful and delicate, that much is true.
but the way you find your way from flower to flower
taking their sweetness by the lips and carrying on without leaving a trail makes you selfish.
you’re afraid that your beauty will fade and somebody will stop wanting you.
afraid they’ll take from you what they need and fly away the way you’ve done to so many.
Petrified at the thought of leaving even the smallest bits of yourself in people you’ve touched. terrified that the spark in your eyes will catch fire and melt away the color leaving empty holes where you used to be.
hummingbird, you should be afraid.