
I’m buried in the silence,
of all these twisted vices.
White wine,
white lies,
white sheets.
Remember what we used to be?
And just like you,
I’m just like you.
When the lights go out—
I used to lose myself for hours.
No consequence.
Never scared of fire,
hands all in my flames,
burning off your fingertips,
saying my name.
Say my name.
Say my name.
Dance with me in the flames.
Baby we’ve done this game.
Just like you,
we get lost in what we do.
Just like you,
I move
how you move.
Because just like you—
Blood running deeper now.
You want to tear me down.
Don’t let me go.
Touch
me
slow.
I
need the heat.
I
need the beat.
Closer.
Closer…
Bring me…
Say my name.
Say my name.
Just like you,
I get lost in what we do.
I’m just like you.
I will love your scars too.
About the Creator
tatiana vitas
observational, a little sarcastic, mostly interested in why people lie to themselves.
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