Use the
hot water
to burn
his touch
off your
crying skin.

                                   Fog up
                                   the bathroom
                                   the same
                                   way that
                                   he fogged  
                                   up your
                                   unhinged mind.

                                                                         Drain your
                                                                         bathtub just
                                                                         as colours
                                                                         have drained
                                                                         from your
                                                                         bland existence.  

Pour water down the same patterns that his fingers drew on your spine.

His darkness is so very bright
           that it's almost blinding.

that my name, sounds so much sweeter when it rolls off your tongue.
I also understand that in a couple of years there will be a new girl sitting in your bedroom with the door locked, admiring the way you whisper
her name into her neck. But for now it is me, so please.
Say it again. "

I will never feel content with myself anymore, nor with the black ink that pours from my chest whenever I hear your name.

Sitting on the cold roof of your ageing apartment, I could barely find a fresh breath of air while you abused smoke after smoke.

The taste of ***** so crisp on my tongue and yet it was you, that made me feel drunk.