I loved boys with sunken in chests

Because their hearts were made too small.

I loved boys with sharp teeth

Just so they could sink them into my neck.

(I loved bloodthirsty boys)

(With no mothers)

(So they wouldn’t know how to love me.)

I loved heartbroken boys

With no fathers

So they wouldn’t know how to abuse me.

I loved boys with scarred chests

Afraid to open up

Because it would take a surgeon to stitch them back together

Boy believe me,

I love you

But that isn’t enough