it's obscene. there's something that is pulling me in. and here's the secret that i don't think will be welcomed. but there's a little cancer that is growing inside me. it isn't that i've been planning to announce it. it's just something i'm writing about. the more i think about it the more i want it though. and the thing is. i won't be able to have it. anymore. i need it. that silver kiss against my skin. the red rain dripping down. icy shivers of pain. but i need another kiss. another. andother. dragging my nails down the kiss-less shoulders. i need the kisses. and he'll never understand why. but it's nothing that can be done. for i will not feel another silver kiss.