a bullet is settled in the pit of my stomach as foreign arms are wrapped around me
the pain is comforting, but it's only temporary
the steady drum of your heart as my acquaintances drink their life away
i hear your apologies and compliments
you paint my skin red
my heart aches because in a few months, i'll be gone with only lead poisoning to remind me of you
the scratches won't scar and bruises won't stain
apple whiskey was never so comforting
you've read my book and wanted to be a chapter
you'll only be a few pages worth
i'm sorry for your attachment to me
just know, i'll never stop thinking about your gun between my legs and the exhilarating fear you made me feel