He sighed of tedium
The cold feel of it on my skin gave me chills
The goosebumps on my skin grew like mountains
Yet they soon perish
Unlike the growths inside of me
"Goodbye" He said
I could feel the tendons in my heart stretching
Eventually seperating into two pieces
Then there was nothing
Just like him
There were songs chiseled into his eyes
And I knew if I were to sing them he would be gone
I sang them
And his skin melted away from his flesh
I saw what was inside
What I saw was not what I expected nor wanted
The songs in his eyes began to pour out
Overflowing the barriers in his hole-filled chest
He hissed, "I worked so hard to build this skin,"
As he backed away I realized my mistake
I blinked and he was gone
Not a spec of dust to prove he existed
Except a purple orchid bracelet he had given to me
And the letter Q that is branded into the organ that pumps my blood
Now I feel my insides melting
Now I must make a skin of my own