I should stay away from anyone else.
Never touch anyone again.
Hell, never touch myself.
Say the woman I love was the last sensation this skin felt.
You think I’m joking.
Plans are already made.
Because I don’t want anyone else like I’ve wanted you.
End on high note.
Jump head first from a anchored boat.
Failed to convince you to stay.
I’ll say I’m not serious.
If you only knew, how I’ve cried over you.
Cut my skin to remember your importance.
A tattoo of how deep hearts break then collapse.
Play cool until after you leave.
Stop saying others will come.
They will never be you.
So don’t be surprised if I fade.
Mentally disassembled but first dismayed.
You are the last book I ever want opened to me.
