spreading all over my body, mind, and soul; every crook and every corner, every inch of stone-cold sensation. each string of muscle, each drop of tear. every strand and lock of unkempt and disheveled hair. fingertips aching and going numb, lips becoming dry and cracked, with crimson blood breaking through the constantly thinning skin.
the craving for your warmth, for your scent upon me. an addiction, a disease with no cure.
i'd love to rip my heart right out.