An Insatiable Hunger

It starts like this...    
      
She’s standing in her room,      
looking at her      
reflection      
in the full length      
mirror.      
Putting herself      
together,      
Making sure everything      
is just right.    
     
In the reflection of the mirror,      
She sees      
you      
enter the room.      
She stands      
frozen.      
The silence,      
ear piercing.      
     
I’m watching her,      
watch you      
through the mirror.      
Her gaze, precise.      
unwavering.      
     
I’m watching you      
watch her,      
Slowly approaching,      
Like a wolf stalks it’s prey.      
Desire      
deep in your eyes,      
Like you want to      
devour      
her.      
     
She still hasn’t      
moved.      
You slither      
behind,      
Wrapping      
your arms around her.      
Pulling her      
tightly      
into you.      
With firmness,      
confidence,      
assertiveness,      
As if you owned her.      
     
Still, she doesn’t move.      
Her gaze,      
piercing.      
I wonder if you notice it,      
The complete      
terror      
illuminating her eyes.      
I can’t keep my eyes off them.      
It has me      
trembling.      
     
You must not,      
Because you      
delicately,        
slip her hair off      
her shoulder,      
to the other side of her neck.      
Revealing her      
soft, sun kissed,      
skin.      
     
I watch her      
shiver,      
the only movement      
I’ve witnessed.      
Still,      
silence.      
Gaze,      
still laser sharp.      
     
You begin to      
kiss her neck.      
Slow,      
quick pecks      
Building up to      
deeper,      
intense kisses.      
I notice,      
not once,      
do you meet her gaze      
in the mirror.      
     
In fact,      
you’re oblivious to      
anything      
besides your grip      
on her body      
and your affections      
on her nape.      
     
You are      
wholly consumed      
in this exchange.      
An intense hunger      
permeates,      
It’s uncomfortable      
watching      
     
I shift my focus back      
 to her.      
I can’t take my eyes off      
her piercing gaze.      
As I watch all      
the emotion,      
dim from her eyes.      
Numb,      
almost lifeless.      
     
Finally,      
you look up,      
meeting her gaze.      
She remains frozen,      
silent.      
     
Gazes locked,      
your right hand      
slides over her mouth,      
gripping tightly.      
Your left,      
rising up,      
settling      
across her throat.      
     
Your hands      
look monstrous      
on her delicate body.      
     
You grip her      
tightly      
and begin dragging her      
backwards,      
towards the bed.      
     
She falls limp,      
eyes wide,      
but devoid of emotion.      
     
I’m horrified.      
I scream      
for her      
to fight back,      
to at least, scream.      
Something!      
Anything!      
But, no      
Nothing.      
     
You gently      
lay her on the bed.      
Leaning      
over her,      
your lips      
press against her forehead.      
A seemingly endearing      
moment,      
but I’m perplexed.      
     
Then      
I see it,      
the tears      
welling up      
in her eyes.      
But she diligently      
holds them back.      
     
You reach      
 in your back pocket,      
Pulling out a      
knife,      
Raising it above her,      
Fear flashes across her face,      
but she dares      
not to move.      
     
With one      
quick,      
forceful movement,      
You thrust      
the knife      
into her chest, deep.      
Piercing      
her heart.      
     
You meet her gaze      
Tears      
cascading down her face.      
And softly      
whisper,      
Just so you know,      
not a day goes by, that      
I don’t think about you.      
     
You pull the knife      
out of her chest,      
tearing      
her heart,      
one last time.      
And walk towards the door.      
Knife falls to your side,      
Swinging,      
Leaving      
a trail of blood, behind.      
An undeniable truth      
left to stain the floors.      
     
And then I wake up...      
     
Panicked      
Mortified      
Then relieved, you’re not here      
     
My mind left spinning,      
Unable to settle it.      
Thoughts  ruminating...      
     
Angry at you      
Disappointed in me