What do you know about love?

TITLE: "What do you know about love?"

AUTHOR: May Lin

ARTIST: Jacarri

It hit my heart last winter as hard as hail on a car window—that I had

never been loved. Like copper, I was malleable and easily bruised. 

Molded into the skin and figure of those around me, my soft heart 

bent and gasped for air. Oh, how a man loves a woman who is soft. 

Whose breath latches in her throat when she is about to speak, 

whose silence speaks for the hardest anger. Oh, how a man loves

a woman with her heart between her heels. Here’s what my heart

told me last winter: That I had never been loved like copper leaves,

like R&B songs, like star-studded skies and gold-coated seas. 

Here’s what my heart told me: That I was too easy, too fragile, 

too supple to be known. So of course when I thought of you, I 

thought of cliches ‘til my heart stung. So of course when I thought 

of you, I thought of the Sun—how romantic is that? Brightness in

the darkest of times, honey spilling onto soft skin. So of course 

like a fool, I flew straight toward you, burned, so easily burned, and

so easily fell to the ground.