Oct 2014
sagittarius,
you only tell me i'm beautiful
when we are skin-to-skin
and your hand is around my throat.
my body is a temple
that you pray to with ragged breath.
if only i could destroy you
the way you destroy me.
you only tell me i'm beautiful
when we are skin-to-skin
and your hand is around my throat.
my body is a temple
that you pray to with ragged breath.
if only i could destroy you
the way you destroy me.
i write too many poems about a stupid, abusive boy i used to love.
