Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.
Iain S. ThomasTags: i-wrote-this-for-you
You cannot kill me here. Bring your soldiers, your death, your disease, your collapsed economy because it doesn’t matter, I have nothing left to lose and you cannot kill me here. Bring the tears of orphans and the wails of a mother’s loss, bring your God damn air force and Jesus on a cross, bring your hate and bitterness and long working hours, bring your empty wallets and love long since gone but you cannot kill me here. Bring your sneers, your snide remarks and friendships never felt, your letters never sent, your kisses never kissed, cigarettes smoked to the bone and cancer killing fears but you cannot kill me here. For I may fall and I may fail but I will stand again each time and you will find no satisfaction. Because you cannot kill me here.
Iain S. ThomasTags: i-wrote-this-for-you
you weren't mine to begin with.
Iain S. ThomasTags: i-wrote-this-for-you
If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.
Iain S. ThomasTags: love romantic lovers i-wrote-this-for-you
This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are still under it.
Iain S. ThomasTags: love intimacy skin i-wrote-this-for-you
For I may fall and I may fail but I will stand again each time and you will find no satisfaction.
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There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite.
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