We have been soaked in each other for a few days now, hoping that our bodies will heal. Your mother notices that you go missing every night, so you tell her that you have meetings at church. Later at night, you tell me this and I go quiet with guilt. Before falling asleep, you say my body turns into prayer around you.
I have known you for a while now, and your love still devours everything. You must be what addiction tastes like, because there is always more of you and always less of me.
We have climbed into each other’s bodies for far too long now. You no longer feel the way belonging does. I have started scratching my skin until it opens. I will try anything to remove you.
– James Strauss