i- am death.

you will wait for me at night-

wondering, wondering

when i will come for you.

as i climb through your window,

you'll heave a sigh of relief-

i've arrived.

we'll spend the night together,

just you and i,

and it'll be like nothing you've ever experienced.

alas, when the sun rises,

i will return to my place,

and you, yours-

but i will never forget you,

and you will never forget me-

death; the one

you so long for,

the only one you ever want to be with,

the only one that can give you the pleasure you so wish for.

yes, for i- death

have spent millennia

with countless people like you-

those that crave me so,

those that cannot wait to join me,

and you will be no exception.

your hands will crawl over my body,

and your eyes will wander across my form;

hazy - intrigued, rather,

as they bore into my empty ones.

(quite literally.)

for now, i have to leave, dear-

but make the most out of your time,

you'll be able to be with me soon;

but for now you'll have to be patient.

you will inevitably be united with me,

and i know you cannot wait,

but just a little longer, love,

and we will be one-

you and i, death.

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okay. that might have been triggering for you. i saw something like this somewhere? i can't remember, but i think something similar has already been written, but it was a prose. if you want me to put a trigger warning, just tell me.

stay safe, loves- this piece is aiming at the prospect that death is inevitable and that instead of trying to die early we should make the most of our time while we're alive. please, don't think about this too much. i love all of you.