you have an addictive personality
that's what they say.
you threw your arms around me too fast
like a hurricane,
consuming me completely.
i don't doubt the sincerity
in those moments and whispers
too pure to be lies,
your sweetness like a cavity.
but now i see it for what it was
your latest fixation
simply a way to pass the time

i was just another habit to break.

i wonder if you still have the memory
of how it felt to possess me
or how sweet i tasted,
our bodies pushing against each other
screaming in your brain
burns of the third degree,
just like mine
a ghost in the background
taunting, yearning for ecstasy
bathing in endless torments
a martyr for your love.

and i wonder why you
let me continue
to fall, when
i'd already
hit the

g
   r
      o
         u
            n
               d.

your love set me on fire,
his gives me wings.

so unexpectedly
you appeared
carefully picking me up
from all the shattered pieces
until i resembled
something
remotely human
you held me close
and kissed my scars
so softly
never once
questioning their existence
quietly accepting
the cage i had built
so desperately
around myself
until one day
without realising,
my home
was no longer a prison
but your arms.

lost are the nights
where i would breathe you in
feeling you slowly burn
as i held you close,
now all i can do is watch
as you fall back
into the void
i tried so helplessly
to save you from.