love

you almost own me.

you dress me in your clothes

after you rip mine off

and i wear you ‘round my neck

in purple scars.

you almost want me.

you pull me into you

every night

while the world slumbers

and i wake them with my cries

but your mother does not

know my name.

you almost care.

sometimes i stare

at my blank screen

other times you whisper in my ear

that it will always be me.

you almost make me happy.

the light in my eyes

flickers when we dance

but when fight

i don’t eat.

you almost love me.