you were the blood in all my poems.

i do not know why the hive chose me, but it did. and i think that it always had. the song is loud and beautiful and i am so very afraid. there is a wasps' nest in my attic; perhaps it can soothe my itching soul.

' i used to think of you as my soulmate. ' ' i still am. '

you never know. i don't care if anyone else is disappointed. but to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself, hope.

i'm  a  flinch  in  your  cheek,  i'm  the  shake  in  your  hand,  and  i've  laid  here  before  and  i'll  lay  here  again,  and  i  haven't  seen  war  but  i've  tasted  the  sand.

.. i'm sorry. / and   what   good   is   your   apology?

and the reason comes in the common tongue of your loving me.

when he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright died with him.

will you stay with me and belong to no one else? ∕ with a hand on my wound, i agree.

and i am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth, and i am coming home to you if it's the last thing that i do.

' to die in battle for you is my greatest honour. / you said you would never leave me .. / there is no banquet in this world that doesn't come to an end .. but, i will never leave you. '

my last wish was to sleep beside you in our tent, to hide you so well in the afterlife that no god could take you from me again. my quiet love was yours from the beginning.

i won't blame you, in life or in death.

hell is too cold, i am here to die with you.

i will never leave him. it will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. if i had had words to speak such a thing, i would have. but there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.

i  was  weak  and  selfish ..  i  almost  destroyed  the  child  i  raised  with  my  own  hands.

know that all my love will be your breath, i will save you when your lights go out.

i'll be your slaughter house, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting.

the dark world? / i'll meet you there, friend.

why .. didn't you make me good enough .. so that you could've loved me?