The key to my heart
is deep in a vault
surrounded by sharks.
It is stamped DO NOT DUPLICATE.
You see, I’m big on security.
Ever since that night your body told me
the word NO didn’t apply to you
That all my barriers
were just something for you to get through
Every locksmith will tell you
It is easy to break a door open
The hard part—
is getting in without causing damage
without leaving a bruised 15-year-old
shouting the same prayer on repeat
takeitback takeitback takeitback takeitback
but you-- never cared about leaving a pristine crime scene
and I—am left feeling like an accomplice
to every body you’ve ransacked since
because my locks have only convinced
you to move on to an easier target.
Someone more convenient for you to break.