A collaboration with the beautiful and brilliant Stephanie-Bennett-Henry

He was intense.
A drug.
And I couldn’t get enough,
no matter how much of him
I consumed.
He was potent and powerful
and he ruined me.
And I yearned to ruin.
I kept going back for more.
I swear if I were to rip
myself open,
it wouldn’t be blood
that poured out of me.
It would be him.

© Nicole Lyons

I know him.

My fix.

I wanted to spend hours

just breathing him in and

holding my breath long enough

for every organ to say his name,

the way I did.

He put butterflies in my bones

and turned my heart into an

inferno. I can still feel the

butterflies swirling through

the flames, calling his name,

but my heartbreak calls him

the one that got away.

© Stephanie Bennett-Henry 2016


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