"I speak openly: I see nothing but you everywhere, and all the rest is naught to me."
My thighs are huge cuz they’re full of secrets
Wrap them around my ears and let me hear them all
You smooth motherfucker
When I think of those nights that we were so tangled up in each other, spotted with witty banter and genuine chemistry, I am so far past seething rage I could spew all the disgustingly transparent affection in your face along with my bile. You planted seeds in my heart and in my affection for you, little new beginnings for us and you watered them generously so that they would be sure to leave immeasurably deep roots that touched every part of my heart even when we were apart. You encouraged their growth and smiled at how quickly they have matured. But the day you went away, there was no sign on the door, no warning of the drought ahead for these vines draped throughout my soul and closing in around my lungs. And as I was choking with decaying and barely controllable emotion, it became apparent that all along, it was not spring water you wet my lips and replenished my aching need for you with each kiss.
You were dripping with poison.