I want to crawl out of my skin and under his
To walk around with his limbs for a day
And feel the emptiness echoing where love
Once resided in his heart.
I want to reach out,
To claw at his face
And scrape off the indifference etched there,
The nonchalance that paints his face a dark statue.
I want to scratch my name,
A tattoo in his entrails,
A taint to his blood.
Etch it in every corner and cranny I can reach,
Brand his insides with my essence
So that he will remember me
Always.
