You Have

Have you become a part of me yet?

Secretly.

For I feel your every heart beat,

Throbbing love through my veins.

For I feel your every breath,

Warming me up in the shivering draft.

Gently.

Have you left your mark on me yet?

For I see the scar on my wrists.

A wound that I feel yet the world doesn't see.

For the pain doesn't seem to heal,

And deepens every passing clock.

Torturing.

Our souls are still entwined,

The shreds holding on in the passing storm.

Have you left yet?

Have you not nowhere to go then?

Then to me you return.

Every time an eternity of heartache ends.

Regret.