Not Too Close

Close

I thought we would always be… Closer than hands with lotion, guiding me to the right direction. Now I’m tilted drunk from the way you left me.

Close

You were the only one that could have me throwing it up. closing my eyes, wishing for the same feeling to hurry and end my suffering. Pleasure has to be reached so we know what we want to experience.

Close

like the fire under your nose. tickling tears watching your future rip. Off like a slippery pedal, bloodied cause what you squirt splatters. Flatlining, the last kiss for the brother on his deathbed.

Close enough to feel you granted his wish.

When a broken heart feels like a pulled muscle. An attack you can’t hide or run from. In and out of love. Enemies seeking peace. Cold or hot you’re served as meat.