soon enough.

i let you molest me. with you eyes. with your words. with your mouth.
if you're not ready for love, how could you be ready for life?
how could you not want to scream my taste from the rooftops?
but i let you continue on. with every breath. with every stroke. with every lie.
drowning in your touch, engulfed in your passion, your blue eyes so strong with...emptiness.
i walk tall. i run fast. i swing greatly.
i let you pour every ounce into my being. i let you lie to me, surround me, humiliate me.
soon enough...i would tell myself. soon enough i'll be rid of all this greed. all of this hate. all of this torture.
he'll understand my needs some day. give it to me for a minute or too. and then run the other way.
they all run.
(more like sprint)
i can't go on wasting time, energy, half assed love.
his tongue deep in my mouth, his body pinned up against mine. sweat beading on his lip.
teeth and fingernail marks.
you lied. you molested every idea that came out of my beautiful mind. every fiber of my being feels shaken loose and strewn about the room.
my heart will not collapse. i will not judge what is not in yours.
give me nothing. i have my own.