Am I being used?
Do you actually care..
I feel so unimportant.
Am I simply a *** toy,
An object.
Do you love me?
Want me for more then my body?
Will I ever know?

Dying to ask for help,
Go reach out.
But what to say?
I can't even explain to myself..
What's wrong?
I have no idea..

Darling, I love you.
Oh yes I most definitely do.
And I know
Somewhere deep down
You love me too.
Its in the way you hold me
So tight
So close
The way you play with my hair,
Your deep sighs.
"What are you thinking about?"
I ask,
Time and time again.
Your response?
Always simply
"You."

You stupid *****.
Manipulation,
Deceiving,
*****.
How dare you.
Try to say that we wrecked you.
I said I love you,
I told you you were a good mom.
I said I want to live with you.
You stupid ******* *****.
Do you not realize the war that you just started.
Oh you will soon.
Don't you dare **** with me.
Don't you dare
Even THINK about it.
I will never live with you
I will never take care of you
I will never stand up for you again.
How dare you do this.
You are just like your mom,
Hurts doesn't it?
Good.
*******.
I'm Done!

Your arms around me,
I drift away,
Into blissfull blissful sleep.
Your arms my saftey net,
Holding me tight
Throughout the night.
What would I do without you?

I wake in the morning,
Lips tender,
But not sore.
The feeling of your kiss,
Still teasing my lips,
Hours upon hours later.
The memory of your hands,
Roaming my body.
Grabbing,
Teasing,
Pulling me closer and closer.
I can almost feel you,
Hard under my touch.
The way your body tensed.
The sound of your heart,
Beating, racing, pounding...

Is it appropriate,
To tell you I love you.
To tell you,
Just how fast you make my heart race.
To explain,
The feeling of butterflies,
And the tightness in my chest.
May I say,
How perfect it feels
To be wrapped up in your arms.
Or should I keep this,
My little secret.