Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ❞
I knew that I was dying
something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become as
then something else in me said, no, save the tiniest
it needn’t be much, just a spark
a spark can set a whole forest on
just a spark
tell me the story
about how the sun
loved the moon so much
he died every night
to let her breathe