You,
Are a,
Parasite.
*******,
My blood,
All day and night.
But,
I like the distance between us,
Tight.
The thought,
Of ripping you off,
Causes me great fright.
When,
I look at you,
My parasite.
I,
Cannot believe,
There is anything more beautiful in sight.
For you,
Have my blood,
And replaced it with venom.
And plan to bomb my heart with terrorist.
Go ahead,
Send 'em.
For I know,
That when my heart explodes,
It will be too much for you to bear.
And you will explode,
Into a scarlet blaze,
Knowing that I no longer care.
A relationship shouldn't feel like leech therapy, should it?