I want my brain to think of only one thing
Everywhere I look, I want your face to be there
Even when I close my eyes
Even when I sleep
I want to bleed as long as you hold the knife
I want to die as long as you pull the trigger
I want to miss you and cry about you as long as it's you and nobody else
I want you to push me off the edge of the tallest building in the world just so I could say that you touched me
I would do anything to keep you underneath my skin, burning my insides and turning me to nothing.
I'd do anything to have you destroy me.
Is it possible?
Is this love?
YOU ARE READING
Decrepit
PoetryI've decided to be vulnerable in the only way I know how. So this is my life, read if you'd like.
