Toxicity

I couldn't sleep, this is unedited so feel free to tell me I'm wrong

Maybe one day I'll see things differently and agree that we weren't meant to be,
but right now I want nothing more than to disagree.
Right now I want nothing more than to wear your love like a scar,
because you're my phantom pain and I'm an open wound.
I'll let this bleed so I can feel what was once real because to deny you is to deny myself,
a fragment of what was once more than fiction that love can happen in me too but more importantly, that is you and the warmth that you exude.
This crimson spell is proof of your appeal, and this pain is proof of my yield.
My phantom you're eternal yet your warmth is too a troublesome thing.
Eyes once curious have now seen change.
Your mirth is a haunting tune
You want me to stay by your side and I want nothing more than to say yes
but the pain of departure muddles my head, and these open doors bring an eerie chill
This crimson spell paints me in your color.
You're calling me closer and I'm basking in your everything.
Your mirth is a pleasant melody softly lulling me to sleep.
I'm so cold and you're a brightly lit star.
I've found my eternal damnation and soon enough I'll reach you
I'll get the best of both worlds, and maybe in you I'll find me too.
Eyes once curious now surfeit.
This cancer burning brightly still

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You want everything that is not good for you.
Its allure is very potent, and yet it's return on investment is nil.