i've seen you nights.

It's like this;
you split yourself open, down that fault line you never knew you had until you let him inside. you split yourself right through. you burn and you pine and you smile because oh god, then he'll smile back, and you'd go to the ends of the earth to see that.
i've seen the reddish work, i've seen the blackest deception
i've seen the things kept secret
there's a territorial claim here. bleeding backs and tossed hair. the space between now and how things should be. the ache in your bones and everything.
at night, you'll remember how his skin tastes. cigarettes and salt and something like fear.
oh, look at you.

you split yourself open and get lost in the parts when he should be.