ruined

sticky sweet
fake pink sugar
lick it off your fingers
the taste still in your mouth
you're like a heart attack. you're like drowning.
you're like way too fucking much of a good thing
and you can't get him off your mind
like you can't get the marshmallow off your fingertips.
red and blue lights
sirens. machines. beeps.
inhale-exhale
they do it for you now
the scene is hazy around the edges
like when you smoke just a little too much.
then he smiles at you
and you smile back because
what else is there for you to do?
you couldn't say no to this if it would save your life.
he takes you hand.
kisses. whispers. secrets.
happy valentines day darlin.
and you're done for.
absolutely.
fucking.
ruined.
but you're the most beautiful trainwreck he's ever seen.
and thats all that matters in this moment.