Blood and concern
are my only currency.
Dont give me money, I dont need money.
I need to know
that you are withered with worry for me.
I cash that in.
Its an account you've taken out with your love for me.
There is an exchange rate.

How many times I bleed
that is equivalent to my need

for your love
and approval.

How often you think about me,
how often I make your heart leap in your chest
is equivalent to

how much you need me.
To remain breathing.

01/25/2009

Author's Note: how much you need me. to remain breathing.
how much you need me to remain, breathing.
how much you need me, [for you] to remain breathing.

Posted on 01/25/2009
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