Good morning my sweet,

What a pleasant day is it not?

The sun rises a dark pink

An ode to last night, hah!

Your taste still lingers on the tip of my tongue

            the sweat stains my moustache

            it’s pungent smell rising into my nostrils

            ahh, what a night it was.

Was it not my dear?

Your blank smile amuses me

            Mona Lisa are you now?

You feign indifference.

I see.

A valiant attempt,

One which I will not fall for.

You aren’t the first to try this,

They’ve done this before you know?

Still no answer?

Tell me this then,

            Were your juices not flowing down the side of my mouth?

            Were you not bellowing my name like a gutted whore?

            Were you not cursing your god to be fucked harder?

Are these all lies?

            Did you not cut into my back with your claws?

            Did you not swallow me whole in a hurried attempt of gratitude?

Still that fucking smile..

You don’t get it do you?

The hugs,

the smiles,

the  sweet nothings don’t mean a thing to me!

STOP FUCKING SMILING!

I knew it would end this way…

I can’t help my self.

Is it not only natural that I do as my heart pleases?

            What my mind obliges me to do?

It always ends this way

I will burn you.

You smile.

I will fucking BURN your heart.

Your insides will be charred black

Your blood will adorn my walls.

And I will laugh.

For that is all you are to me.

A way to get my fix.

It is not your affections that I crave but your soul

I want it,

            Inside me.

I want all of you.

Your everything.

But don’t worry,

After this morning, you have company

You’re not the first, and most certainly not the last.

A link in a long chain.

No different than the last cigarette in a pack

Alas my love; you still smile…

You know that I will always love you, don’t you?

I truly will.

You were different; you were the one for me.

But now you’re gone.

I can see it in your blank eyes,

You smile but it isn’t you who smiles.

It is time to say goodbye my love…

I love you.

Now where’s that fucking shovel?