If I were a vampire, you’d be my watcher
The one I’d choose amongst myriads
The one I’d feed from to sate my hunger
The one I’d hide from everyone else so as not to be
perceived as weak
The one I’d not name
The one who’d ply my heart with guilt every time I’d drain you
to keep myself alive
The one I’d despise for being in my thrall
The one I’d slake my lust on
The one I’d believe without a doubt
The one I’d protect with my life
The one I’d trust to lick my wounds and see
me in a state of vulnerability
The one I’d let lie in my arms and invade my space
The one I’d run away from in a bid to protect my sanity
The one I’d come back to and kneel before, helplessly surrendering
as my tears flow into your belly and your arms wrap around me.
The one I’d bend down to pick, put in my car, and drive off with,
shunning my family, my beliefs, and everything that I am.
The one without whom my brain would shut down and my words
would be but a mist dried up in the sun.
The only one I’d bleed into my heart.
You are my inspiration.