#obsessedlove
Love wasn’t soft with us.
It was claws and knives,
a hunger in your eyes
that bled every time we touched.
You whispered sweet lies
but I heard the truth—
your love was a shadow
waiting to swallow me whole.
I didn’t leave.
I let you carve your name
into my skin
because I believed
that if I bled enough,
you’d finally be real.
But love,
like ******
always leaves evidence.
And now, I can’t erase
the bloodstains
of you
from my heart.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 2:10 AM UTC