He promised to take me away to a place - where he could love me.
Each time he touched me I believed in his words; in his world I felt safe
I was held in place with a promise ; with his touch.
**His eyes witnessed the most vulnerable parts of me;
the me I hide from the world**.
Why*?
**Why didn't he stop himself; why did he say the most ****** up **** to make me weak;
what's wrong with all this** ; what's wrong with me???
He doesn't forsake me**.
***Least not in the middle of the night in those sweet moments.
He's stolen my mind***;
***it's filled with thoughts of him & images of us; us in the chair; us on the counter;
us up against the wall***;
I'm delirious, my minds failing me just as my body betrayed me.
With images of him - lifting me up; all the way up, my ; legs wrapped around his neck;
he stand there holding me as if I weight nothing - as he drinks his fill of my essence.
I moaned ; he whisperers he loves me , he loves my body; he tells me I'm beautiful.
Why?
Why did he make this ugly...
His laugh resonates in my heart ; I hear it all the time ; he's not here though.
*I don't know what to tell myself
and I know*
now
He was never here.
It's all just an illusion.
Because;
He promised
to take me away to a place- where he could
love me.
( But I'm still here & he's not)