Your love the killer..

Your love runs through me like blood.
Constantly flowing through my veins.
Keeping me alive.
But our love has died now
And so have I.
Blood is pouring onto the ground.
Deep.
Dark.
Red.
Soaking into the ground, and then
fading away.
Just like we did.
But the smell and the memory
will never fade.
It will be there
as a constant reminder of the
killer your love is.