You bit me.
You bit me
and flew away,
and left before
I could even
notice
the red bump
you left on my skin

I didn't even notice it
until my figenails
started frantically
scraping against my
epidermis
as they cannot
overcome the urge.

After a while,
After the bump
swole, and
just when it started
feeling okay again,
it tingled.

It tingled so that
my nails scraped,
uncontrollably.

They scraped until
red was peeking through,
because the
only sign of healing
that was the
tiny scab that
had just formed
was gone.

Now it not only
tingles;
it hurts,
but this feeling
has driven my fingertips
mad.

Yet,
This pain;
this pain has
become
soothing
- soothingly painful.

Yes,
you are gone,
long gone,
but this bump
that you left me
is still here.
And it is
hurting, itching,
tingling.

This bump that
you left me.
Keeps lingering.

Something's gotta give.

9/1/2013