I won't ever have those hips or *******
but I'll forever have these scars.

9? 60? 23?
You were there when I quit counting,
all the times I tried to throw away the pills.

I taped my eyes closed as we kissed,
you promised me you'd shut yours too.

Well somehow it worked.

Both of us were blind to the taste and shade of blood
and one day, you loved me

the same day I realized
you were staring the whole time.