I laid my body down in the tub, with water hot enough to make hell blush.
I let it devour me
scorching my skin
The sting helps drown out the sound of the loose blood flow in my chest.
I didn’t move.
Didn’t even flinch.
Just sat in silence empty as I’ve ever been.
I squeezed myself so tight just to get a grip, or just to keep from getting sick. It’s a tighter fit without your perfect body in my arms.
I squeezed too tight, but just right.
Enough to hear each bone bend and shatter beneath my pale skin.
The damage within has forever left a bruise imprinted with what could of been.
No one will ever get this close again.
As permanent as a tattoo, although this one wasn’t one I’d choose.
A constant reminder your existence is true I just peek at the bruise you left when you said “I don’t love you”
Charcoal black and royal blue, with shades of purple too. A color almost as beautiful as you
I laid my body down in the tub, with water hot enough to make hell blush. And I still love you."