apple-child

i know a girl with a heart like a watermelon an outside with a seemingly tough skin hard and cold but once you smash her shell the inside bleeds a sugary red, sweet and soft, quickly devoured until none of her sweetness remains for herself i knew a boy with an apple for a heart the outside was perfect seemingly flawless biting into him i realized that his flesh was rotten there were worms in his core i managed to wash out his taste but my lips still curl in disgust every once in awhile there is an avocado in my chest a tough rind, and when you cut through even my center is hard as stone but the rest of me is soft and vulnerable cut me ope