My chest opened to you
As if on instinct,
Exposing my heart,
My soul,
Me,
Did you notice you in my lungs?
In every breath I took,
You at my very core?
That's why I was always so cold,
It wasn't me,
It was you,
The person I held the closets,
The person I held the closets was made of unyielding marble,
Cold,
Sterile,
Marble.
***
This was inspired by Unknown Thoughts by Alien Queen
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