Your charm, your wit, your interests and looks. You were absolutely perfect.

Your smile it melted my insides to a sticky gooey substance and filled my belly with moths.

Your deep eyes would suck the soul from my being, my body would wander lost, as a ghost, if I couldn’t look into them.

You made me happiest when we’d talk for minutes about literally anything. Just being with you and knowing you were safe was what mattered.

You would never be taken from me by another if I was beside you, I know that.

I loved you.

I hated the way you made others laugh and talked about all your interests. Worse yet, they would make you laugh.

I hated the way your smile would melt the insides of others, it was surely me alone that should have your smile?

I deserved to have my soul lost in your eyes, no one else.

I hated it when you wouldn’t see me because you were going out with friends, anything could happen to you!

I hated that you could never see me as a lover, but merely a friend.

I hate you, because I love you.

No one is good enough for you, your charm, your wit, your beauty; no one deserves those things, but me.

No one showed you the love I give for you every second of every day.

No one asked what you’re up to a hundred times a day.

Because no one cared like I do!

Now no one can.

My love burned so fiercely that what better way for you to go. Your pyre burned so bright I knew it was your real love for me that fuelled it.

My hands still ache and my shoulders and face still bare the scratches of our final encounter.

They’ll never find you. Your ashes mixed within the ink of my newest tattoo and your beautiful eyes preserved and hidden for whenever my soul needs a break from my body.

We are one now, forever.

I love you.