Loving Pain.

I try to avoid your gaze, avoid your presence.

But still the memory rips at my heart.

I can feel my lungs collapse, and like a game of dominos, every other organ falters from the knife.

Stab! Stab! Stab! Whilst your lips brush my neck, your hands linger on my thigh.

Blood pours from my soul as we make love. You experience pleasure whilst the only thing I know is pain.

Your intentions are swell, but you actions travel with the bullet.

Your kiss is filled with poison so deadly I can’t comprehend the addiction it comes with.