Let him spit his words down your throat
Relish in the feeling of them sliding down like razor blades
Tell yourself that you deserve this
That
This is what love really is
It is pain and suffering and loving someone so much that it doesn’t matter how many times they spit venom in your face
Because they still hold you and tell you that they love you at night
Sometimes
But usually only after you've let them use your body and called it passion
Tell yourself every morning that this is love and this is what you need
Never think you deserve better
Let yourself start to fall apart at the seems from trying so hard to keep them happy
To change your hair
Your clothes
Your favourite ice cream
To change yourself
Let them destroy you and call it love
Because that's what you deserve,
Right?