Silence phobia!

…Are you scared of my silence?
Non sense!!!
…I am totally sober! So sober it makes me mad… love does not make any sense when you are sober. I am sober and only accompanied by myself… a very sadistic self! Rigorous, devilish and despondent self!
The only thing the twilight lets me perceive is you darken figure! The figure of a solving ghost. I stare at it, but as a ghost I cannot take a hold of you. Can you love a ghost? I sense you can.
And still in my body there are remains of a love battle, a long lost battle. I cut myself, bleed to death in the hope of finding a rest of you in me! There is nothing, you came as a lighting in the spring sky and never left more than a kiss!
This time… well this time you were accompanied by an authentic promise: to stay; to stay forever. To give my soul some happiness, to turn on a petite flame in my soul so I do not get lost in the darkness.
…now you can remain silent. I will forever hold you, I will forever love you and this is all I need. A fool in love needs only a body to hold on to! You are my liquor. Red as my blood, you are all I want to be part of!
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You gave me everything I necessitate, now hush!