Last thoughts 

I was here with you

In our space 

The 1st time place we ever made love.

I mean the place your maidenhead spilled on my bed. 

I look at the walls & see the holes we left. 

I see my blood on the ceiling, yours on the pillows. I see our bodies 

Moreso I see our ex’s with bloody hands. 

Reach out to me love, one last time. 

Let us be…. 

-dreads

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