jellyfish hearts

coffin

i was buried alive
when i saw the hatred in your eyes
i banged against my coffin
while you watched me suffocate

i questioned my own sanity
as the maggots giggled as they swarmed me

you dug me up and i collapsed in your arms
still in love with you even in death

and you still asked me to stay with you
as you used my body like firewood
for kindling
and i let you

because i would die for you

all i ever wanted
was to hear
"i love you, too."

is that too much to ask?
it always seems that it is to me.