Legs around your waist,
Your face against my face
Isn’t it great to feel loved again?

To be killed for and died for
And everheld and cherished
And life to feel as dreamy as death again.

Isn’t it great to outwait the doubts
And second-thoughts.
On and on, til too far-gone to realise when

I went too far.
And that’s none of your concern
It never was,
But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel better
when I was a little less different.
Do you feel safe at all when I’m not there?
—
Alone again and -worse, still-
Without you.
As I sat down outside,
Between two worlds
Waiting desperately to be home again;
Two separate people spat at me from moving cars
And I only laughed because they missed.

O ladybird, lend me ur heart.
Sigh heavily and blow the cobwebs from my brain;
Unwind us both until we undo ourselves to the very start.
Dry me from your torrid rain.

Ladybird, O ladybird,
I’ll bleed over your feet
And stickily paint my lips
In the name of your grace

So loving it descries and so nonchalantly unforgiving and relentless

My ladybird, O ladybird

Crawling nails thru my hair like scratched steel, spotty from the outset, femme-fated accent

Ladybird in her own image;

  Arm outstretched, palm bent up facing,
O ladybird, my ladybird…

Oh Jesus Christ

I’m so glad that we met and I’m so glad it’s over
I miss you so much and I’m so glad it’s over

In the end you hate me O well it’s over.

Heaven and hell twirl entwined like sea-moss
Embalmed into an eternal possession,
Hearts mark themselves deeply then bare to rot;
You can undo love but never obsession.

They misdiagnose your problems then feed you pills anyway,
Drag their way into the problems that they helped to create.

I don’t think I’ve ever loved anybody like you loved me,
I truly deserved all the hurt I ever got;
Thanks alot.

Now I react how you reacted and do my part in undoing whatever I rebuilt,
I’ve gotten used to the shame over who I am but I could do without the guilt.