he has veins like yours

And then the nightmares begin. Crawling through the crevasses of my mind at midnight. Poking holes at every solid memory i have of you. You become a monster in my dreams. To take the pain away I bleed ink onto the paper, remembering you in ways you didn’t exist. The ritual soothes me in ways you never could. The thought of you makes me happier than you ever did.

Done