Bones

I can Feel you in my Bones
But I can't see my Bones.

Bones.

Flesh and Blood
and all else that's unnecessary to make
Me Beautiful
Covers your place in my Body.

I'd love for you to be in my Soul
or somewhere else Romantic.
But no,
I'm not Okay,

You see?

But Sanity is not important.
I will scrape away all that is
between You and Me.

I will Starve and then
When you and me are
Together

I will ask
'Did you miss me?'

(You are far too Weak, You can't do it Again)