A simple notion, gentle gaze,
Harboring a desire that only we can share.
Our bodies melting, deriving from an organ that was once our hearts.
In a peace so simple, so fabricated, I can tell it’s a lie.
You have always been my truth.
As I run away from my demons,
I run away from you.
I am not the person you believe that I am,
I am no longer me.
So, I ask that you save me,
save me and be the light that’s needed.
I am dying.