"They would completely wreck me but I want them so badly."

Maybe I’m just addicted to heartbreak,
to the storms that could take me, 
maybe I love the idea of being in love more than
anything else, maybe I just like danger,
kisses that could burn you, bruises 
on skins, maybe I live 
for the bite marks
love gives,

maybe it’s all how I handle my darkness
because if my mind is focused
on the lips of a lover
whose name I can’t quite remember, on
the smell of his perfume, on the sound
of his moans -

then I won’t have to remember that
I’m all alone