passing you bye

Pouring into my brain like wine, I'm intoxicated with memories of you..
And me. 
And your name is jagged against the roof of my mouth and tears it like wet tissue to the touch.

And I know that you still love me. I know that you still watch me with those deep dark lovely eyes. Increasing in size as they penetrate more deeply into my soul. 
You watch the way walk, talk and do things with great interest. You extract my fibers quickly, with great eagerness, each time that I pass - 
this sheet of glacier, cold and unaffected.

You blame this on him. 
On anyone but yourself, you claim. 
Its theft, you say. 
The price you've paid. For
The sword embedded in my beating muscle. 

At once, the tiny, swiftly moving ants of your broken ant farm swarm my body until
I am pure blackness. 
Until I am the color you wish to paint me.
You hate me. 
You wish to break me. 
You want nothing more than to erase me.

But these razor-sharp claws of pride. 
Are all I need to pass you bye.