if.

It wasn’t ever really about love with you

Instead
it was
need
hunger
urges

It was jumping off the edge
it was licking a wound
and soothing the bloodlust inside both of us
it was quieting a bellowing beast
no one else could see

I have kept this space empty that may always be yours

Who else could do what we did?

And

What if I feel this way forever?
What if I never feel that way again?

the blood
& the bones

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