I wish I had kept a piece of you now. I wish I didn’t rip the skin off where it smelled like yours.
You were the one who stayed, the one who came back.. who wrapped my wounds in your whispers when my flesh was falling off the bones.
I burned my tarot cards with your letters and there was black smoke. It smelled like hot bodies and sin, it sounded like mirros cracking into a thousand pieces. I blew the ashes in the ocean between us and prayed that you forget. But the goddess laughed a wild laugh and blew them back in my face.
I’ll let you walk in circles for a while. I’ll let you stumble on the words you refused to say and choke on the breaths you held when we fucked. But I’ll come to you in your dreams; it’ll be my only revenge.