Sweetheart

-you're so blank
like something that's never been
you're not showing
the ghost of anything
but if you'd not been mine
then how would i know
when you go to sleep
you bite down so your teeth make sounds
as you start to dream
and the names we give each other
just don't last
but the one who loves the most
gets to keep the past
right here- Lotte Kestner