Oclaug Divad: The Mirror Can't See Inside

Get out of my face.

You disgust me.

You make me want vomit.

Every once in a while, I devise some outlandish plan to kill you.

I'd strangle the life from you.

I'd breathe in deep as you lost your breath.

Watching you die would make me feel more alive than I've ever felt.

If only I could see you.

Still

It's been almost three years since we first met. Your perfume may have changed but your scent is the same
We've encountered many obstacles, we've gone back and forth, we've done it all...twice.
After all this time, my heart still flutters. After all this time, I'm still 'twitterpated'. After all this time,
I still want you.
My lady of the sea, my flying siren.
Be mine, and I'll be yours forever.

These hands

These hands have held you.

These hands have stopped your breath.

These hands have felt a fire that shapes them to asphyxiate.

These hands are covered.

These hands will shake you.

These hands will not be contained.

These hands will give you a quick answer.

These hands will never let go.