i’d do anything for you.
i’m afraid it won’t be done right, though.
if you ask of me to love you,
i might stab myself.
if you ask of me to take care of you,
i might stab you.
if you ask of me to touch you,
i might strangle you.
if you ask of me to rip my heart out,
i might break my ribs and lungs.
and blood and bruises and burns and scars;
all for you.
but once you ask only;
are you in love with me?
“yes.
a thousand times, yes.
but only in the afterlife.”
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
i’d do anything for you.
i’m afraid it won’t be done right, though.
if you ask of me to love you,
i might stab myself.
if you ask of me to take care of you,
i might stab you.
if you ask of me to touch you,
i might strangle you.
if you ask of me to rip my heart out,
i might break my ribs and lungs.
and blood and bruises and burns and scars;
all for you.
but once you ask only;
are you in love with me?
“yes.
a thousand times, yes.
but only in the afterlife.”
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