fight two.

your words aren't eloquent.
they clash with mine quite awfully
like teeth gnawing at other teeth.
lips that don't fit like puzzle pieces...
..like ours do.

i can't bear the thought
of you leaving me.
because there's a place in my locket
where your face should be.

you've blurred my vision with tears
and i've thrown my body on a pyre.
with over-the-counter catapults,
that make me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.
your presence sets my senses on fire.

i can't bear the thought
of you leaving me.
because there's a place in my locket
where your face should be.
i can't bear the thought
of you leaving me.
because there's a place by my side
where your body should be.

all of this talk of "better off without"
and your cries that i will be
"destroyed without a doubt"
remain futile attempts to keep me away
because of your fear that you'll wake up someday
and everything will be gone.
rotted.
father and father and father away.
your uncertainty is a league long.

i can't bear the thought
of you leaving me.
because there's a place in my locket
where your face should be.

teeth. gnaw. teeth.
lips. rot. farther.
puzzled. puzzle. piece.
dizzy. body. doubt.

leaving. gone. without. you're leaving me without

even a letter?
“Dear Whoever:
i promise you we'll be together.
not today, i don't know when,
and i'm sorry, but the ink of my pen
is drying.
so quit your crying.
i could be lying,
but you know
that i can't bear the thought
of you leaving me.
because there's a place by my side
where your body should be.”

signed in your hand,
but i think i'll be damned
before i let this end.
this is my own letter
which i will never send.