dying inside
i didn’t want you to drink my tears.
it’s not that i don’t want to talk with you
about serious things.
it’s just that i’m so torn by this loss –
i couldn’t bear the thought of not
feeling something else.
just for a few hours.
instead,
i wanted to quench this thirst
that could comfort my soul
with the sustenance you offer so freely
….from your body.
and.
it was delectable.