Sandpaper.

                The sandpaper burns, lips nearly touch mine and they are applying pressure. Sandpaper scrapes and I bleed, it felt like it grew teeth and it bites the bottom lip. I inhale the dense air through my mouth in a short crisp and hurtful gasp. The long knife enters forcefully. It bends and cuts my cheeks from the inside, like metal it crashes through teeth. Acid burning my palate, it turns and twist the soft bone until it melts in sizzling sounds. Sulfur travels down my throat and the acid pierces my lungs, it could have been worst.

The kiss ends.

I don't know if its all worth it.
Is it?
               Yes. Yes its all worth it because he deserves it, he does. He mended me when the other couldn't even hold me together. He embraced me out in the sun when the other kissed me in shadows and moon lights. Its all worth it. He is worth this.