Love by knife

Hurt me.

I ask that you please beat and just hurt me.

Allow me to feel the kind of pain that makes life bitter.

I want to appreciate the loveliness that much more.

It's so cold, and I feel like I am fading faster and harder.

I can see the joy and love within most aspects of life.

But pain and suffering and long-standing sorrow are in everything.

Take that blade and show me how you love me, and cut me.

I want to bleed on my insides for you. Allow me to let you leave bite marks on me.

I want you to leave me with scars of your love for hate. Beat me until you can't stand.

Leave me bruises to remember you by, so later they make me wish you were here.

I wish you were here.