I place my hand on your bare

Stomach and you **** because its

So cold,

I would kiss you

But I know you don’t like

The taste of blood and ***** mixed,
I also know that the thick purple bags under my eyes turn you off, you’d rather watch me get a full nights rest than **** me now,

I’m pathetic at best yet you still love me, and the longer you stay the more I feel sad for you, but please don’t ever mistake that for a wish that you’d leave

You’re the glue that holds my bones together and I’d collapse into dust without you.

- S.G.