ACHE

Love is what you do
When you’re willing to take the pain.

Love is their heart over your own
Even when the blood starts to thin.

Love is spoilt water because
You let their ink dilute you.

Love is ripping your insides out slowly
Because you let them pull the thread.

Love is jigsaw pieces glued together
Pretending that they fit.

Love is first and last thoughts in
Every waking silent scream.

Love is a creature consuming us
So we feel every bloody bite.