That Sik Luv

by Jescie Hall

She’s my obsession, but more so, she’s my fucking existence.

I live and breathe for you alone. I am yours eternally, entirely at your mercy.”

“But it wasn’t pain that held me together. It was my ability to recall the feel of your gentle, comforting touch.”

“I love you with every echoed beat of my dark and hollowed heart, the hole in which contains my shattered ghost of a soul. I love you with all the fractured tears inside my tortured mind. With every agonizing breath I breathe.”

“I feel so much for you, it overwhelms me,” he says between kisses. “Everything.” Another kiss. “All at once.”