Best served With: Lost Without You by Freya Ridings.
In my 20 years of age
My mind has mastered this body well,
It knows when to eat,
To sleep and to piss,
To talk and to shit,
To stand and to sit
I know it all; from iris to rectum,
I own it all; every single bit.
I know the pain endured over the years.
The pain built on glass hearts and flickering care.
But I lost my sight and sense as I loved you.
I know exactly where I went wrong.
We should have never–.