flawless execution

[m1serabl3_n_stunn1ng]

i want to be unconditional weakness.

i want to drink with you, stumble over one another, tumble into floor boards and counter tops.

i want to yell at you until you get it.

i want lovely bruises strung over me in the shape of your lips.

i want to ruin everyone else for you.

i want a love designed to tear me apart. you rip out my insides and tie them in knots

i want to crumble just to be put back together again, better and newer, hand crafted delicately and held with care. i want you to know how to fix me right as it all begins to fall apart.

i want people to see us together and say “oh yeah, they’re made for eachother” in a tone dripping thick with envy.

i want a romance akin to the movies i rewatch over and over. even better than the day dreams and the love songs. a romance even hollywood couldn’t recreate.

i want to be fine art, immortalized beside you as your worst mistake or your final destination.

i wanna know every single thing about you. even the things you chose to forget and i want to hold them all close and love each of them unconditionally.

i want to fall and be caught.

i want your mind to be my second home.

i want to be encased in your ribs. i want to hold my hands against your chest and feel your heart beat beneath my fingers. fall asleep to the rhythm and wake up to it. my own personal white noise.

i’ll be your own personal person. a chef, an artist, a knight, a flower, a corpse. something heavy to hang when the loose ends come up.

anything you want, need, imagined or dreamed of.

i want you to trust me with a knife to your throat and enjoy if it cuts. relish in the pain of my design. i want to taste your blood as i clean the wounds from your neck.

i want to be a prized possession best kept held close. i want you as dedicated to me as i am to you.

i want to be so close we’re practically one. i want our movements to mirror one another when we’re in two different places and we’ll never know it happens but always have the idea.

i want to share clothes, and space, and air.

i want to be held down. tied up and tangled with no desire to flee.

i want to sleep in your bed and see you in mine.

i want to feel alive. i want to be alive and i want to do it with you.

if only you knew how often you cross my mind.