I want

I want to be the one

that destroys you.

I want to be the one

that wrenches your soul

atom by atom

molecule by molecule

till every little stardust

that makes you up is

wrinkled, stained, damp.

I want to be the one

that rips you apart

compartment by compartment

box by tiny box

till you can never ever stare into space

and say you are thinking of nothing.

I want to be the one

that takes over your existence.

I want to be the one

that infects your dreams with

off-balance philosophies and arguments.

I want to be the one

that you don't want to fight anymore

because the desire to have me is more

overpowering, engulfing, unbearably suffocating,

than any desire you have ever

felt, touched, experienced.

Oh I want, I want, I want

I want to be the one

that you beg for, die for, systematically break down for

when love refuses to be

the refuge that it used to be.

I want to be the one.