I'm the gun
But you're the trigger
Set me off at any moment
And watch me explode
And leave a path of destruction in my wake.
But I guess I don't live in America
Because I have no right to bear arms
To protect my heart from being shot
By your trigger fingers,
Those same fingers
That wrap around my throat
Like a boa constricting
Tighter tighter tighter:
I don't know if it's the
overwhelming feeling of familiarness
when our naked bodies join together
like the two missing pieces of a puzzle
or the lack of oxygen to my brain
That's making me dizzy

I feel like a piece of me has died

Like it’s gone and never coming back

And I don’t understand
How one single person

One heartbeat and set of eyes

Could steal apart of me

And leave the rest of me behind

"Babe go to sleep" you'll laugh
Watching my heavy eyelids
Pull me under the waves of slumber.
Try as hard as I might,
My wide eyes are no match
For your hushed
"I love you's"
And butterfly fingertips
That pull me into my dreams.