I don't want to see you anymore. I don't want to hear your grating laugh. I don't want your hands on my body. I don't want to revisit the past with you. I risk losing the friendship of your girlfriend who I care for very much, but you...ugh, I cringe at the thought. I don't want to feel your probing tongue in my mouth. I don't want your dry calloused fingers inside of me. I want to tie you up and cris-cross your body with my wrath, but I don't even want to give you the satisfaction. I don't want to give you pleasure. I want my hurt to hurt. You have become the face of countless invaders that I've worked so hard to wipe out. I am erasing you now. I am saying goodbye.
patternine patternine
70+, F
1 Response Apr 12, 2016

wow. raw. I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too. So it goes.