PIEL DE MIEL

remnants

THERE IS NO WAY TO ERASE MYSELF OF YOU.

YOU CLIMBED INTO THE CRACKS OF MY HEART AND SEALED IT WITH YOUR BLOODY LIPS.

THE WOOD OF YOUR STAKE DROVE THROUGH MY VEINS AND THE OXYGEN WAS DEPRIVED FROM MY LUNGS. I CHOKED ON MY BLOOD WHILE YOU SOUGHT ASYLUM IN THE DEPTHS OF MY BRAIN.

YOU CARESSED MY SKIN WHILE I SAW THE LIGHT OF DAWN. YOU MADE ME BELIEVE THAT THE METALLIC DANCING ON MY TONGUE WAS SOMETHING TO BE APPRECIATED.

YOU'RE STUCK INSIDE OF ME. THE BLOOD FLOWING THROUGH ME IS YOURS, AND IT NO LONGER BELONGS TO ME. THE AIR THAT OCCUPIES MY OVERFLOWING LUNGS WAS INFILTRATED BY YOUR PRESENCE.

THERE IS NO WAY TO ERASE MYSELF OF YOU.

and maybe, maybe i enjoy it.