Your skin,

I thought I was sinking in,

I thought we were connection,

Instead we were changing,

Pulling beneath the surface,

Something I can’t see,

Strings tied effortlessly to my tendons,

My nerves your piano keys,

It’s haunting to feel but not,

As one moment passes to another,

Like a ghost living inside a house made of someone else skin,

A room,

A wound,

Eyes to see the world move without me,

Constantly burning my light,

Sucking my sinful soul dry,

I thought it was your skin I was sinking in,

I thought we were connecting,

What I thought was a lie,

What I thought,

My thoughts lie,

My thoughts of you lie,

My thought of you die!