i don't ask for much. if i bother to ask at all. and usually i'm good. i'm sweet. i brush it off. you never need to worry about me. it's part of my novelty. an added perk, a bonus. but the one time i partake in your generous offer. you disappear. you've removed your body from the sheets. left a void. that's being filled too quickly. because you were the glimmering rays that tore through the darkness. that kept those creatures away. but these strangers aren't leaving. they only grow in numbers. prying and violating, stretching and tearing. and each turn they take... i'm swimming under covers, thread count damaged. i can't return them. they're stained and dark. no longer white. no longer safe. but they're still mine. my blood is the proof. marks it as mine. because the longer you're gone. the longer they stay. the harder they drive. and the swifter i drain. it's a snuff film. and you're the director. you arranged it this way. you left me to wolves. it's a shame when you know when you know this. when you roll your eyes back in your head. fall asleep again and you're wakened. by the sounds of your heart when it's broken.