Crying for something that no one will ever understand
Yearning after a touch, a glance, something
Yet nothing will ever compare to the ignorance you grace upon me
I love it, not in the way I love fire, or the way I burn for the pain that inevitably eaves behind the marks of your own sick love
The love you show is not the on most would choose, however I am not most
Biting, scraping, piercing, pain, pleasure all so synchronised and so blended I do not know one from the other
Everything inside is void, except for when you touch me
Your mouth, fingers claws, fangs all so hauntingly dangerous and so gentle on my skin
No one could handle the unlimited power and that you can control
And when you lose control it is marvellous, causing so much power over me for doing this to this all powerful creature
The power I hold over you is no-where near the way your gaze can stop me in my track, your whispers can shun any thoughts from my mind
No matter what I know that if I fall into the abyss you will be a t the top pushing me and I will hold onto you and we will both plummet and it will be glorious
I don't know why we chose each other, how we found our halves to such broke souls
But I do know that you have me captive and I am gladly your prisoner, as you are mine in our sick minds because,
Love is crazy but baby we are insane