Mine

And I engraved my name
all over your house,
just in case you ever dare to leave me
or kick me out;
you won’t be able to forget me…
not even if you want.

Am I a bad woman?
Or have I just loved you too bad?
Is this even “love”?
Or just an insane wish to have you mine?


I have engraved my name in all your walls…
With the blood of my veins,
with the blood of my heart,
And if I ever leave…
Even if I dare to die by my own hand!
You’re not allowed to forget me,
you’ll remain always mine.



— Madelaine Bustamante

(July 2015)