from “remember that we made this together — cherry wine”
.
i thought i’d please you
with all those fantasies,
but all you ever needed
were big ***** big p**sy
your holy trinity,
your definition of intimacy
compressed into pixels
and **** categories.
i baked you apple pie
red washington, new zealand
cut the slices soft and thin,
mixed with diced pieces.
but while i stood there
carefully spooning cinnamon,
you were busy dreaming
of ******** ****
******* on strangers’ faces,
imagining yourself inside women,
even those pregnant ones.
boy, relax.
i knew you needed some fun.
i was open about this.
you could go if you craved it,
or stay if you wanted to.
i understood what you needed.
i didn’t judge you for wanting it.
i didn’t shame you for liking it.
i didn’t make you feel small
for needing ****
but did you ever do mine?
you took my openness
as permission
to forget my desires.
you mistook my kindness
for silence.
and every time i met you halfway,
you stood still holding your ego tighter than me.
i understood what you wanted.
but did you ever do mine?
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 11:02 PM UTC
from “remember that we made this together — cherry wine”
.
i thought i’d please you
with all those fantasies,
but all you ever needed
were big ***** big p**sy
your holy trinity,
your definition of intimacy
compressed into pixels
and **** categories.
i baked you apple pie
red washington, new zealand
cut the slices soft and thin,
mixed with diced pieces.
but while i stood there
carefully spooning cinnamon,
you were busy dreaming
of ******** ****
******* on strangers’ faces,
imagining yourself inside women,
even those pregnant ones.
boy, relax.
i knew you needed some fun.
i was open about this.
you could go if you craved it,
or stay if you wanted to.
i understood what you needed.
i didn’t judge you for wanting it.
i didn’t shame you for liking it.
i didn’t make you feel small
for needing ****
but did you ever do mine?
you took my openness
as permission
to forget my desires.
you mistook my kindness
for silence.
and every time i met you halfway,
you stood still holding your ego tighter than me.
i understood what you wanted.
but did you ever do mine?
