Obsession
"Well... if I have the bed to myself tonight, I’ll lay there warm.
Until, slowly I feel cold.
Like I walked into a freezer.
My hands will feel like they’re full of sand.
Like... when you lay on them wrong.
And that feeling will slowly spread across my entire body.
You're still in my heart, but you're slipping.
Any thought of pain or regret will slip away like a chemical switch.
Even though it's quiet in the room, somehow it gets even quieter.
It's not painful.
You just let go of everything you want to work.
And then there's nothing.
It's not darkness.
No, sweetie.
Darkness is a color.
There's just... N O T H I N G.
... or you could stay :)"
Chills. Fucking chills, man.
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