#imsadlol

when i look at you i want to explode

a rebirth of astronomical proportions

like i matter that much to the universe

but to yours perhaps,

reborn as your lover,

your love,

your one and only and no one others.

even when we are alone,

silence as thick as my thighs

she sits between us, breathing

blowing her name in to your mouth

whilst i am trying to kiss you.

trying to cover every inch of you with my body

to hide you from her.

hoping desperately

pathetically even,

that you don’t turn to her

The fan turns and spins in this faded room,

heart thumping and aching to my morbid song.

An emptiness which cannot be filled,

nor taken about from one's own self.

Myth of loving one's self before another stays and burns a hole through the paper heart, fire spreading and decaying and ashing where it goes.

The bird is slow on the cloudy day,

flying and turning to begin it's first meal.

But for when it searches, another has taken what it searches for.

The bird grieves in despair, yet silent while it watches it disappear down the others throat.