sinandserotonin:

smooth out
the creases
left behind by
careless folds
and rough hands

because I am soft
for you and only you—

overlapping edges
that seem like blades,
creating fragile wings
to carry you back to me.

your pages are crumpled
but are far from worthless
and I keep them in my heart
in case I ever need a wish.

one thousand leaves
to make one thousand
paper cranes—

one thousand reasons
for me to stay.

(via oxfay)