I apologized. With blisters on my top feet, finger bruises behind my ears, with scratches from your nails that I can only see in mirrors. A cut in my mouth from biting my jaw. You see, I’m afraid, we didn’t fight for that long.
I apologized. 

With blisters on my top feet,
finger bruises behind my ears, 
with scratches from your nails that I can only see in mirrors. 


A cut in my mouth from biting my jaw. 

You see, I’m afraid, we didn’t fight for that long.  love stories
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Strangers of love.

I apologized. With blisters on my top feet, finger bruises behind my ears, with scratches from your nails that I can only see in mirrors. A cut in my mouth from biting my jaw. You see, I’m afraid, we didn’t fight for that long.

I know you would’ve murdered me. I saw it re lap in your eyes. You tapped in & out, relapsed with demise.

You put your hand around my throat, ‘squoze’ then let go. You pinned me on the ground, & made me stay low, jamming your palm into my mouth, until I screeched “please let go”.

My mouth was covered so I would stop with the sounds. You disregarded all boundaries with my back to the ground. You pinned me in a corner with no way around, emerging my deepest darkest fears with dead eyes and a frown.

You see, I’m afraid; because if you didn’t leave, I would’ve stayed. I waited in silence to hear my actions you forgave. A power woman, strong, resilient, hopeful & yet enslaved.

I said sorry in hopes for you to come back. I regretted pressing the alarm & helping you pack.

You see, I’m afraid bc all of this due to a little mishap. A simple dry pussy.... & a full ball sack. Yet, I apologized.

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