Valentine
eat my heart so I will disappear. I will be visible only to you, and you won't care because you will have taken all you needed or wanted from me and have been done with me. nobody will care where I go, least of all me. hang out in cemeteries or supermarkets and it will all be the same shade of grey on grey. whales sing their songs and snails leave shiny footprints and it all means the same thing: Nothing.
eat my heart. I have no more need for it. I wouldn't mind disappearing; I don't need anyone to see me anymore. I don't want to see myself. my flesh drips from my bones and I tear the last of it away. Maybe there will be room for something more useful on this frame.
eat my heart. I have no more need for it. I wouldn't mind disappearing; I don't need anyone to see me anymore. I don't want to see myself. my flesh drips from my bones and I tear the last of it away. Maybe there will be room for something more useful on this frame.