Substitution

I hope she was worth it.
I hope her touch lit your skin on fire
Until each fibre of your being littered away into a lack of existence .
I hope hope her frozen heart sat comfortably against yours.
I hope her lies tasted delicious against your own
And I hope your heartbeats fall into sync until a restless stop.
I hope you take your last breaths together.

I hope to God,

I hope you both fall of the edge into love 
And die in love,
Rot in love,
Make love in love.
I hope it's endless and spiralling 
Paralysingly pleasing.

You deserve the feeling.

I hope she never lets you go,
I hope she learns from our own
And shackles you to root of her worth.
I hope she silences your quick tongue 
With the healing knife of a surgeon.
I hope you drown in her mind.
I pray her soul is nothing like mine.
I pray,
I pray,
I pray.

I can only hope
To rot with yours I hope 
It doesn't go horribly wrong