kissing her is killing you
but you won't say a thing.
your lips meet and the
blood wells out. almost
like wine on a christening.
well, say hello to love.

she floats in your happy sadness and her own shades of grey
you'll love her forever but she can't ever stay.
and deep inside you know this is love, so brutal and true
that she will never speak and neither will you.

A/N: my idea of love. since it seems to be the topic of the hour.