The End

I stand alone.
  You're right beside me.
I stand alone.

Oh lovers of love is this what you beg for when you
make your bed and realise
that dent in the middle is only your own?

This pain shoots through me like a twisted orgasm and
these tears just will not come.

I stand alone.
    Is this the end?
I stand alone.

We've been crumpling since my heart fell to yours
and you look at me; and
it's slow.
the world drags on around me.

I lose all feeling; your face says we are over and I stare
back into those eyes;
they make my veins bleed.
----

Where are you now?
Are you dreams as haunted as mine?
Your face is a monster that haunts from Halloween
taking over my mind.


(I wish you were here.)

I'm in a group of people
dancing and writhing and this man
has his hand
on my thigh

but I pull away.

God I wish you were here.