when I said he would only caress my body
and never my soul
I forgot

that I couldn't see into the future

you helped me take my clothes off
and you offered to help put them back on
I dont think thats ever happened to me

normally im just left there naked
to put on my own clothes
and to walk out by myself

you called me feral
and played with my hair

but i felt tamed
by your hands

Bandannas,
They were our thing once.

We would gift them to each other,
to help us cope with being
alone

I have one
and it still smells like memories
cigarettes, ***, your home.
but its fading

The other one smells like you
And I hold it to me when im sad
                                                 or mad
                                                      or scared
                                                          ­or just numb.

Your hand
fits around my neck
perfectly

your lips
fit my mouth
like a glove

I can still see what you left
the bruise around
my neck

and I can still taste
the poison
you left behind on my lips

When I was younger,
innocent,
I wondered
"Why do people like those thing?"

And now,
I know exactly why
people like the things they do.