Vena cava
And Fuck, I miss you so often, Such a deep longing that it pulls and twists and torments my poor heart, Tugs at my vena cava until the blood seeps down into my lungs instead of my starving ventricle, I’m drowning in you, Dribbles and runs out of my lips when i scream it into my open palms, Do you bleed for me like I bleed for you?
you dont know that i cup my hands, hold it until it dries into the rust colored flakes that i peel off of my skin with my fingertips. i salvage the only eternal proof of my love for you
