I'm dying I can feel it
My body is decaying
I don't have the *** appeal I did at 15
I'm a ghost

And you're getting bored
Don't defebd yourself don't tell me you're not
Because you are

And after I'm dead you won't remember how you were getting tired of me
You won't remember trying to leave early
You'll remember our kisses and how I touched your face

But the truth is that im dying
And soon i will put myself out

But if somehow you should read this after the fact
Know that I loved you so much
I loved you more than anyone
More than the other lovers
More than my love of bone
I loved you like God
I always claimed to be an athiest
But darling you were divine intervention
And I thank the saints and the heavens
For giving you to me
If only for a while