He runs his hands over my body like he owns it,
And he does.
He whispers love and lust in my ear like he owns me,
And he does.
His words wrap my heart in love and joy like they own it,
and they do.
His deception tears my heart out and stomps it into the dirt,
and it hurts.
The sadness he leaves with me will hurt forever whether he meant to or not
and so it will.
He will never be replaced in my heart,
I don’t want him to be.
This love will never end
Because I will not let it.
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Awwwwhh!! How passionate was that!!
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I feel the pain, truth and trust go hand in hand, but we are only humans, and humans are the most dangerous animals.
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we certainly are… I am very sad… 😦
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Beautiful. As only a tortured heart can write. 💟
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Wow! 🙂 I just found your blog and each post reminds of something or someone. You have such a gift!
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Thank you so much, you are very kind. I write my truths from my heart. I think we, as human beings, can all relate to other’s sufferings, we have all been there…Thank you for reading and your following, much appreciated!
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So true. The pleasure is all mine.
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