as your beloved stranger, I must say you're quite it, you're quite making me question my own sanity, making me feel like a jigsaw, forgive me.
we were not a match made in heaven, but I tied the angels feet just to hear your voice one more time before closing my eyes. I'll kiss the blood that drips from your torso on my lips, the coldness of them meeting the warmth of your salty blood mixed with hot tears, forgive me.
we talked through sonatas and kisses, through stinging touches and through blood and tears, I want it all, give yourself to me completely, I want your empty soul to envelop me and encompass me in a satin sheet, forgive me.
