When Dragonflies Bite

I’m under no pretence that any of what I’m about to tell you was rational or moral or done with any kind of righteous intention, but my story epitomises the failings of a fickle heart. On my grave I will tell everything and god help you, you’ll listen.

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1. Listen

She drags the knife through my flesh, encircling the ink on my skin where my left bosom first leaves my rib cage. Her eyes are dark with disdain and I know, in that moment, she would kill me, she’s just biding her time.

She looks at the jagged circle round my small ink heart, the blood spilling from the wound starting to colour it crimson. My fear barely sedating the pain.

In the shameful moments between breaths, I find myself wishing she would plunge that knife through my chest and take my heart, warm, still beating. Adrenaline accelerates its rhythm until I’m conscious it may explode from my body, without the aid of her blade.

Cold moist lips touch my neck. Searching. Pleading for me to understand, and I do.

“Don’t,” I whimper. The bound ropes cutting into the soft skin of my wrists as I struggle.

As I pray for my souls redemption a thought sneaks into my mind and rolls around like a callous heckle, Did you really expect it to end any other way? It was always going to be like this, the realisation makes it hard to breath, the truth bitter and unwelcome.

No one saw it blossoming into a sugar-sweet Disney happy ending. We were always on the Romeo and Juliet route, only without the innocence, loyalty or respect. our love had been passed around likea roll-up at a rave; filled with the dregs of everyones cannabis, snatched by greedy hands of anyone who got a whiff of it. Empty of emotion 'love' had never been of any substance, just a word to mask the dirt of our sins.

I’m under no pretence that any of what I’m about to tell you was rational or moral or done with any kind of righteous intention, but my story epitomises the failings of a fickle heart. On my grave I will tell everything and god help you, you’ll listen.

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