That is not love.
What he does, is not love.
A closed fist and no remorse,
texting girl behind your back
yet accusing you of doing much worse.
He will start a fight just to attack,
so he can take advantage of the fact that you are too afraid
to fight back.
That is not love.
When he leaves and ignores your calls, and your texts
yet when he returns he smells like cheap perfume, and sex.
He threatens you so you don't try to leave,
and if you even try he hold on extra tight,
causing you to get a black eye.
He apologizes and instantly cries,
begging you to forgive him and give him another try.
That is not love.
About the Creator
Maria D
Just someone who enjoys to write, and explore her mind. I love to read, especially when they turn into movies in my head.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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