He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not


Just like the fated, moths to a flame
We danced around danger and we played the long game.

I wanted to love him, and he wanted to hurt me.
The dance kept on spinning, till I knew he would kill me.

I should have been better, I should have been good,
If I had just kept Quiet ! if only I could.

I could have been brighter, I could have been pleasing,
If I had just smiled more, if only there'd been reason.

It wouldn't have mattered, not really, I know that.
I tried every day, still our dance became combat.

The bruises, the bleeding, the punching and kicking.
Followed by Max Factor make up, then crying and kissing.

' Don't leave me, I love you!...If you do I'll F*cking kill you '
He loves me, He loves me not. I wonder, does he hate me too?

I wanted to love him, not leave him, not ever
But he needed to hurt me.
And now I know better.

The End

a reply to: cosmickat


That was really good

Very morose fellow he is, cosmickat.

cosmickat,

Wow, that was intense. Excellent work.

a reply to: cosmickat

If you went through that I hope you're out.
Great job on the post.
Don't let it happen again.
You know what I mean - I think.
peace

a reply to: silo13

I know.
Happened in a different life.
I am happy now, safe and loved.

It never really leaves you though.

Thank you for replying

a reply to: cosmickat

Brutal and honest. Thank you.

So glad you're free!

a reply to: cosmickat

Awesome!

a reply to: Quantum12

thank you Quantum 😊