Will you still love me when…
Will you still love me when I’m stripped of my words?
When I have nothing to offer?
When I can’t make the ink flow?
When I’ve spilled every ounce of you from my being?
When I’ve forgotten how to bleed?
When I’m devoid of emotion?
When I’ve lost the will to live?
When I’ve lost the will to love?
When I’m bare and unashamed?
Nobody ever does.