(bite marks)
i don't remember carelessly sinking my teeth into your flesh.

(scratch marks)
you don't remember how selfishly I tore pieces
from your body and claimed them as my own.

(track marks)
you say you're mine but it doesn't feel that way.
you're in my bedheartveins. but do i mark your insides?

or am i just a character in your mind?
© ramblingneurotic