I couldn't seem to let you leave.
So I buried you beneath
Silky, white sheets.
You said you adored red.
So I painted them
With every part of you.
I gave you everything
*But, I've become afraid.
See it's been awhile
Since my lover kissed me,
Or rolled out of bed.*
*I may have killed him,
I think he's dead.*
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
I couldn't seem to let you leave.
So I buried you beneath
Silky, white sheets.
You said you adored red.
So I painted them
With every part of you.
I gave you everything
*But, I've become afraid.
See it's been awhile
Since my lover kissed me,
Or rolled out of bed.*
*I may have killed him,
I think he's dead.*