Sick Darling

Do your memories have something to do with stabbing me in the moonlight?

Or maybe about dancing in the courtroom with your hands around me?

My lovely

sick

darling.

When the champagne made me vomit on her wedding dress?

When the ring was all made of intoxicating candy?

My lovely

sick

darling.

When we were alone and I sneaked into your bedroom just to see you.

But you were with someone else, so blood spilled out the condom.

It was a hit and run before our eloping got out.

My lovely

sick

darling.

Remember when I bought you roses, but I removed all the petals?

Or the time you bought me noxious chocolate.

My lovely

sick

darling

I'll always be your

abusive

sweetie pie.