I should have stayed far away from you.
I recognized the magic you were capable of.
The gleam you put in my eye was a poisonous lie.
Every night you held me could have been the last, if you only wished it.
I remember your fingertips tracing my skin and my mind fills with spiders crawling over my flesh.
My lips recall yours, sweet and warm, and my mind sinks to times I was sick with wine.
Your strong embrace is now a prison in my head, entrapping me in your steel, hard arms.
Every word you spoke lured me farther from my sanctuary out into the cruel open world.
And you pounced.