[this is where your sanity gives in - and love begins]

i give in to this creature.
tugging at me for a new kill.
a desire. a game. the hunt.

the creature pushes me down.
i wrap my finger around your boot.
i tug.
i feel the warm leather below my fingertips.
i feel.

i sit surrounded by people.
i draw pictures on a foggy window.
oblivious to the cold and wet dew.
i draw your song.

i feel the words against my neck.
your foggy breath floats past my eyes.
i hug you goodbye.
the sweetest way to die