[ WP ] The most hateful , spiteful , bitter confession of undying love .

Hopeless. Thoughtless. 
 
 How can You not see me, when all I can see is You. Don ’ t look at me with those brown eyes, don ’ t cut me this way. 
 
 When Your words slice my skin and shred my defenses; I praise the smooth tones of Your voice. 
 
 I scream like I child while you twirl us across the worn wood floor. 
 
 How can I feel complete without Your hand around my throat. That beautiful heat the leather burns across skin. 
 
 But we twirl on, and I grow dizzier from rotation. 
 
 The velvet that flows from your lips wraps strangling tight around my heart. Connection? There is none. 
 
 Can the weight that ’ s tugged on my heart for the past year be only in my head? 
 
 How can You not fucking feel this too? 
 
 Faster. Faster. The worn wood creaks beneath our frantic toes. 
 
 The heat of summer fades from the corners of Your smile, and the memories of Your touch drift away. 
 
 I don ’ t even remember how it felt to have Your lips on mine. 
 
 All I had left was memory. A collection of scattered moments and images. But now even they have gone. 
 
 A firm grip to the thigh. Strong -- -demanding. 
 
 Stop doing this slowly; quit prying me apart. 
 
 Our spinning grew chaotic but passionately we clung to the seams of our love. 
 
 God, the heat of Your kiss. 
 The feeling of wholeness beside You. 
 What made her better? What do I not see? 
 
 She may be close to You, but she will never love You the way I do. 
 
 My love grows cold and sharp in the cold, empty nights. 
 How I wish I could fucking hate You. 

