Brittle Love

So last night, I had the most epic sad love poem. Like, it make my heart ache. The thing was, the pen was over on the other side of the room, and I didnt want to lose the thought. Guess what, I lost the thought. And now I want it back. Now, I wanna recreate it. I need help with that. Here's what I have, I want ideas, comments, help, editing, everything. I’m fragile and ill And you trace my scars Like the one the doctor gave me For asking if he could help my heart ache ‘Cause both of us know how close to death Love really brings you But you hold me together as we use Cupid’s arrow to slit our wrists And use the sheets that held us To cover us from the world we leave Praying together that our funeral will be pretty When we run away to paradise together We have sinned all we want, Whispered to God all the details But you know more about me then God ‘Cause God doesn’t know our names And we know sin lets us feel his ignorance ‘Cause I know you’re the one that created me And you’ll take me apart the same way And I’m fine with that.