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3 months ago · · Poetry,
maybe i was never in love with him.
his personality, his looks,
maybe i was in love with the idea of him. the idea of a big man taking care of me in a relationship i wasn't even happy in.
part of me feels like a liar and that part of me also thinks that i can convince myself to come out of my shell to accept the love he's providing me with.
but is it love? or is it lust?
desperation for someone or something as naïve as i.
the rush of power and domination over a creature so weak and stupid.
creatures as weak as this are easy to corrupt, overcome, and destroy.