not edgar allan poe

conversations

1: keep it cool, act casual.
2: explain it to me again.
1: you did what you didn't want to do, and I did it for you.
2: how is it fair for you to leave here unscathed when it was etched into my flesh? how is it fair that your name is written on my spine, and I am not supposed to use you to stand on my own?
1: as fair as the moon rising into the sky while the sun still shines.
2: but the sun will never burn as fiercely as my skin when you have your hands on me body. the birds may call, but my ears ring when you hit me. the knife may cut, but it's never as sweet without you. I may go insane. you were wrong for thinking that that someone who can love me exists beyond you.
1: sorry.
2: i'll kill that part of me. i'll burn it out, snuff it out, let it dangle by the rope around its neck. i'll kill it the ways that were supposed to be for: me, from: you.