Today my lover has no face.
I cannot distinguish when night became morning
Or when the chaste clasp of hands,
Hidden beneath arguments, and a pillow
Became something that made me tremble.
Blurred remembered thoughts, a knowledge too deep for words
One secret, one lie, one bittersweet teenage crush
The worms will chew on me, the earth will scorn me
Water will chill and drown me, fire will burn me
In glorious retribution for my sins
The sickness that has consumed me
Plagues my mind, if not my heart
Guilt mingles with nostalgia, his scent mixes with mine
His dreams crawled out through the knitted fabric of my tattered blanket
Before they ate me alive.
I can smell you, feel you. Almost even taste you