you ask me why I cry

and I ask you what it feels like to die

if death whispered my name like you do

I think that maybe we could go together

you have a grasp on hell I was always afraid of

if you said it was forever maybe I would believe you

I imagine you with marble eyes and porcelain skin

and when you shatter by the waves I would

collect your pieces with my cold hands

and hold you where I always wanted you to be

I see the night like you see the sun

and I tell you that the light hurts my eyes

so you shield them and I’m forced to look at you

but really I want to look at nothing else

we forget about what dreams mean

and how if I drank a gallon of vodka I would die

I’ve only gotten close to you once before

you told me spiders climbed up your arms

each night and you felt pain when you kissed me

I don’t regret the way I screamed your name

when you first touched me the silence

of the room scared me more than the night

before as they whispered in my ear