am i lovesick or sick of love? the inspiration to let my heart beat has escaped with my breath. these rotted, shriveled lungs gasp for air, as my heart races to catch you. i never want to let you get away again. i'll never let you get away again. i cut myself on the thorn i stabbed into your side. if dreams are where i can have you, dont let me wake. please let me sleep forever.

every love song broadcasts your name from my ears to my heart, where tears are pumped into my eyes. you know it's love when it's always raining down your cheeks, off the ledge of your jaw; the jaw that always breaks when you try to speak to her, with the voice that hides in your throat, curled around your tongue.

this heart crash injured us both. you can find me in a bed in the hospital wing, strung up to machines helping me breathe. all they are is the mechanical you, breathing life into my lungs.

my home is this lovesick infirmary. it's quiet here. wrap me in monitors and tangle me in IV tubes. home is where the hope is. i'm here to stay