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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