I saved a spot in my gut
for another huff
another snort
another sip
as they whisper sweet nothings in my ears,
it sometimes tickles.
the way my lover makes me feel
when he breathes down my neck
and there are days I forget
that he crushed my heart
i never remember those days
i fell apart
because those whispers are so enticing
so inviting.

There are some days where I think I've had enough.
I looking for my out because I fear the loss of lust