Your Eyes Were My Favorite Color

In My Bones

I know you'll come back.
Whether it's in 6 months-
after you've dated and broke up with another girl
or in a couple years-
when you've dated multiple other girls and realize none of them compare to me.
I know it.
It's in my bones.
There're pieces of you there.
I thought they'd be in my marrow forever and only be revealed when I was decomposing in the ground.
But you left and it fractured me.
I can't contain you anymore, you are everywhere inside, a disease killing me that no one else can see.
All I can do is sit in your waiting room and rate my state as a 10 on the scale of pain.