you son of a bitch

If I ever fucking see you in this place again I will knock down the walls with your body.

If I catch a single goddamn glimpse of you, through cracked blinds or a half open door, I will tackle you into the woods of my soul and tear reality from its moorings.

I will claw down the pillars of heaven and worship the meat of your thighs. You hideous bastard. I despise you. I fucking hate your beautiful face, cradled carefully between my shaking hands. Controlling the rage I have to consume you with, I have to. Do you feel me? I’ve brought the earth up with me. I tremble with the weight of holding back the ways I need to crush you. Meet me, you coward. Rise, bring your fight. Grab my spine and pin me. Show me something worth bleeding for.

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