_{The velvet crimson grazes my skin..
                                    And it is addicting..
                                                               Akin to the way the thorns prick ever so gently.
                                                                                                           And it hurts me relentlessly.}

_{and I cling at you desperately.}

_{hands on your shoulders,}

_clawing,

_caring.

_{I leaned my heart, my soul,}

_{against you}

_{you captured it all}

_{and you held me.}

_{in a way you could easily break free}

_{in a manner which I can shatter into pieces}

_{like shards of glass}

_{like broken bones.}

_{like love.}