You deserve every flower.

The ones that people worked to create.

And the ones that people had no part in.

And now
It is time
To get to know myself.

What a frightening
Wonderful
Thing.

And it's not that you loved me
Despite my imperfections..

It's that you never saw them to begin with.

Her lips
And your kiss.

Her eyes
And your sparkle.

Her movements
On your body.

If I could
Mix and match
Your pieces

Make you dance for me
Make you comfort me
Make you love me

This new concoction of
Mismatched parts
That don't belong together

And nothing's the
SAME ANYMORE

And I'm losing it
I'm losing touch with myself

Because I lost touch with you.

You stopped writing me.
I looked for your words of love
But they were no where to be found.

Because I asked you to stop them.
Because I asked you.
I did.

But now they're gone.
And nothing is the
Same anymore.

Who do you have to cry to
At 3 o'clock
In the
Morning

I can't escape you
In every lustful thought
You're there.

If my mind is wandering
It's headed straight into your arms.

So I can wrap my wrists around your waist.
So I can taste your mouth until I mistake it for my own.
So I can become entirely caught up in you.

I just want to
Escape you
Or
Swallow
You
Whole.