You say you know me.

You say my touch reminds you of the first rainfall after a cold and dry winter.
But if you really knew me,
you’d know that even the softest drizzle can turn into the harshest hail storm.
Stone cold ice, leaving dents in everything it touches.

You say you know me.

You say my breath reminds you of the ocean breeze.
But if you really knew me,
you’d know that even the calmest tide can turn into a raging tsunami accompanied by a wind of wrath.
Water washing away everything it carries.

You say you know me.

You say my body reminds you of a garden rose.
But if you really knew me,
you’d know that even the prettiest of roses have thorns.
causing anyone who touches it to bleed.

You say you know me.

You say my heart reminds you of fragile glass.
But if you really knew me,
you’d know that even though fragile, glass will still cut you when broken…

You don’t know me.