i gave you my all.

every now and then comes a new season. i never knew that i would fall this hard. fall so deeply into these sheets, drenched with shades of red. it was pure murder from the way i recall it. it was beautiful. how swiftly your hands went across her chest and down her stomach. dramatic and traumatic, i tell you. when tragedy and beauty collided, i found you, cupped in the hands of trouble beneath the bridge i burned. i was never the one to stay, but i stayed for you. it was your turn to catch because i fell this time.