what if he never fixed me
the cavern was never huge
But it was big enough to shelter both of use.
he made me bleed while I slept
counting my scars in two
Until they formed constellations
to feast his eyes.
He left to go fetch berries when I awoke
but on the wall he carved
Soon. I'll be back soon.

when we were young we read from different books

he returned at midnight
with no berries, just a rusty look
he woke me up from my slumber
to say hello for a short while.
and with dreary lids i waved to him
and i waved to him
and i waved
he caressed me and lulled me back to sleep
I asked him if he liked me better that way

he just told me that my eyes were prettier in his mind
and he loved me more when i talked in my sleep