I Want to be Inside You.
We had a great start. You let me in when no others would. You were my protector. As I’m currently flying off in space, I can only think of the brief time we had together. The way I felt inside you, and the way you treated me as though we were one in the same. I miss your chest and I apologize for completely obliterating it. I’m sorry, I didn’t know what else to do! All your friends looked at me in shock. They weren’t as accepting of me as you were. Are you okay? I had to hightail it out of the mess hall after bursting through you. I didn’t have time to see if you were okay. I realize now that it would probably never work out between the two of us. You, a human, me, a xenomorph. I’ve been floating in space for so long that I’ve had time to think. I know now. I’m sorry, but please take me back inside you. I realize that I may be larger, but so is my heart.
We Were Involved in a Hit and Run.
I was minding my own business last night when you suddenly came out of the blue. You were traveling WAY too fast and smashed into me. I should feel sorry for the damage you took to your hull, but it was obviously your fault. I hope you drown and die, you stupid big boat.
Where Did You Go?
We spent so much time together. Just the two of us. It was paradise. I know it wasn’t always easy though. You weren’t aware, but I knew you contemplated suicide when I wasn’t around. I thought we were in this together? We weathered the storms together, both figuratively and literally. So I don’t know why, when we were so close to being rescued that you let me go. I know it’s not your fault that I fell into the ocean, but did you even try to swim after me? No. Was I misreading our friendship all that time on the island? Is it because you knew being rescued meant that you’d see your wife again? What happened to bros before hoes? I know I should be the mature one here, but I really hope that slut doesn’t take you back.