Something breaks just around the bend Longing is overturned Replaced with a dull sort of fear An impending sadness Beauty, though gleaming with violence Surrounds a thoughtful desire Lust grows and swells Bitter metallic love tastes sweet on starved tongues Blood is no longer just red But stunningly gone
October comes and I miss the way you hurt me. The anniversary of our departure weighs heavy on my mind. How I long to be your beautiful boy. How I miss your sudden changes of mind or the way you never kept your word.