I think I finally understand the word unconditional– because when you look at me, I forget where you begin and I end, and there was never a time when I wasn’t as much a part of you as you are of me. I want to live in that moment forever, and I know, as long as we stand side by side, I can.
I’ve just been having a really hard time finding the poetry.
He says “I will devour you.”
And his smile glints with the malice of all the times he’s kept that promise.
She looks straight into the depths of fatality and leaps anyway.
(she’s alone come morning, absent even a heartbeat).
And when you ask me if I love you, I want to tell you that I miss the color of your eyes– but that’s a half-truth in a world of lies.
I still don’t know how to say:I love you more than I have ever loved anyone.