I think I might have inhaled you.
I might have made your feelings mine.
Now  they run in my bloodstream
Now they crawl under my skin.
I try to push them down
To keep them hidden.
Your fears stay inside
Plaguing my flesh
Tying a rope around my heart.
I held you too close
You were contagious.
I did not see that
Because I ment all those words
When I promised not to let you go.
Overweight by your destructive self
I crumpled on the cold marble.
Your remains poured out of me.
All the perfect starts,
Followed by the rotten middle.
All the light we could only feel
Spread across the cold stone.
Those precious moments
When we were sane
Fell down with a heavy sound.
Almost there,almost gone.
Part of me cracked and slid off.
My consciousness.
The scent of spring filled
The still cold air.
But my body stayed there for a while.
Drowned in all those flowers
Until they both dried.

That's what adoration did to us.
Where are you at, honey?