Your kisses burn
like a feeling I know all to well
cigarette burns on my skin
You swore you'd love me forever
never leave me
But I knew..
You were gone as soon as
I thought you were
there
But
you left, just like he did
17 years earlier.

He kissed me,
he told me my kiss
screamed relief.
A relief only he could
bring
satisfying my insatiable
hunger for acceptance;
even for a short while.
After being rejected and thrown away
by anybody she let in.
Left alone and scarred
by everyone before him
scared to let him in but taking a jump.

you; you were my
once in a lifetime,
a twisted prince charming
with cigarette scented shirts
bloodshot eyes
words cloaked in alcohol
that soothed as they stung.
and me; I guess I
was all too impressionable
the bloodshot eyes
and dilated pupils
that match your own
all too much.
But in our prime
(which was all too short)
I was your princess
My carriage being your car
my tiara being your kiss.
But, unlike the fairy tales
there was no happily ever after
for us.
and inevitably
my glass slipper broke;
just like me