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A Letter to Steve
3 years ago · · Analyze,
Every morning I wake up next to him;
His golden curls fall perfect into place,
I feel the warmth and softness of his skin.
To be with him is nothing short of perfect;
The fact that he’s with me instead of you.
I know me with him still makes you angry.
Knowing he was with you makes me angry.
You say I don’t deserve to be with him,
But Heaven knows he never did deserve you
So maybe I can put you in your place.
Although my actions may not be perfect,
I’m relieved to not be living in your skin.
All your sins are caked against your skin;
The things you did whenever you got angry
When his job wasn’t completely perfect
You made his life a living Hell for him.
You can’t feel his hatred for that place;
You refused to see how much he hates you.
The day I met him I instantly knew you:
You carved your name all over his skin,
Your signature precisely cut into place.
For the first time, you have made me angry
I learned exactly how much I hurt for him,
And invented a plan nowhere near perfect.
The plan somehow turned out to be perfect
Just enough to steal him far from you.
I’ll always do my best to care for him;
Tend to the harm left printed on his skin.
I hope that these events made you angry
When you see him safe and in a better place.
Frankly, I love keeping him at my place.
I want to work to make his life more perfect
And try my best to stop being so angry
At the things he’s suffered through for you.
Though the scars of you remain on his skin
I know he’s safer now that I am with him.
He’ll soon forget that place; he’ll soon forget you
Yet our lives can’t be perfect ‘til you’re skinned
I’ll never get the chance not to be angry:
And I plan to kill you just for him.