You say you like the feel
Of my nails digging into your skin
Leaving trails of red
And I know I like the feeling
Of your hands holding me
Leaving their blue marks
We cling to eachother tightly
Here, in your bedroom
And have the perfect friendship
Of insult based humor
And yet I'm still afraid to tell you
That I think I'm falling for you
We fit together so easily
But I'm afraid to hold on
Because I already know me
And I know I won't let go
Not until it bleeds
And the red startles me