i don’t think you want to be in love with me the way i am with you i don’t think you know what a feeling like that would do the way it would eat at you from the inside out starving and relentless and greedy for more insatiable with the way it feels to be yours the way it would tether you and i for the rest of time the cord between us is a long, twisted, sharp bunch of barbed wire and you could drench yourself in holy water you could plead and pray and beg but nothing would ever dig the pieces of my love from your hands so they’ll forever bleed and you will too crimson red after every shard of my heart makes its way through you you’ve got no idea what you’re getting yourself into it’s okay to admit it’s alright if when it comes to me, you’re inexperienced you think you want this but darling, that just isn’t true, you want the way it feels for me to devote myself to you.