I wanted beauty

and romantic gestures

I wanted warm hands and times where you would look into my eyes and see me

my soul

I wanted romance comparable to the greats

Romeo and Juliet

Helen and Paris

I wanted love that would kill me if i didn’t get more

I wanted it to be

exhilarating

breath taking

heart stopping

And I guess I got it

But laying in a pool of my own blood

staring into your warm eyes

pain wracking every inch of my body

and your hands still pressing into the knife

I don’t know if this is what I meant