I was a nice guy before I met you. I thought I was.
Now I just want to smash your face in.
I was a nice guy before I met you. I thought I was.
Now I just want to smash your face in.
It’s been 15 years
and I can still feel your lips
against mine. You taught me a wonderful truth:
A kiss can make you come.
The best pain I’ve ever felt is lips bruised after kissing you for hours. The first time I woke up crying
was because I was missing you. Two years went by before I could say your name without crying. I know why
my friends don’t like you. Why my mother wouldn’t give you my number when you called.
I know that if I saw you today
I’d have to make a choice.
Would I match you? Subtle cruelty to subtle cruelty? I’ve never been subtle.
I’d pick your bones clean.
I’d turn to dust. I’d stare you down. Show you the letters I keep. I’d never tell you
there is a never a time when I don’t love you. I’d never tell you that. I’d never tell you
there’s nothing I wouldn’t do if you asked. I’d never tell you that.
I dreamed I killed you and immediately brought you back to life.
I dreamed you were fat and unhappy and sorry and I loved you still.
I dreamed you were in love with a woman who was in love with me and you were always fucking.
You were so fucking happy and I remember how good
you both made me feel in bed and all the orgasms we shared.
I dreamed you were a beautiful bohemian dred headed backpackin free spirited man and I love you still.
I dream you are a snake who only means me harm. I am a scorpion now.
I will defend myself. I am not afraid to hurt your feelings. I’ve gotten meaner
over the tears over the years
between you and I,
I love the way you said my name
the way you listened
the way you layed me back and slipped off my jeans
every Dear You, Love I
I love you most
for letting me go in love
without a fight.