"What do you want?" I ask again,
Hoping this agony comes to an end.
You stare at the floor and whisper, "I don't know",
What the fuck do I have to show.
For this torture, this agony, this slow blood loss?
You're the keeper, I have lost.
Everything about which I once cared,
Why couldn't I have been spared
From the weight of your gaze upon my face,
I try to avoid it and look up at space.
I know if I look I'm bound to do what you say,
Because I've loved you for many a day.
I love your eyes,
Icy blue where I can hide.
I love your lilting, accented voice,
Even when it's used to say, "I can't make a choice."
"But don't worry love, I've made mine",
I say as my eyes shine.
And I plunge the knife into my heart,
The only thing that was yours from the start.
She whispers to me, "She barely touches me these days,
All I want is to be fucked. Today."
I whisper back, "I'm sorry. I wish I could help you",
And she whispers, "You could love me like she used to."
I pull her close, wanting her so bad it hurts,
My breath is coming in short spurts.
Her mouth is on mine,
The whole world begins to shine.
Clothes start to come off faster and faster now,
In no time we're both naked. I'm not even sure how.
I plant kisses all over her skin,
I feel her give in.
Feel all her doubts disappear,
Along with her fears.
I feel down to where she needs me most of all,
I thrust into her with my fingers and it's my name she calls.
We move faster now, our bodies in sync,
I feel her being pushed closer to the brink.
The tension in her body is the highest yet. She practically screams my name,
Her body arcs into mine, her nails are in my skin. She drives me insane.
She violently cums and starts to shake,
Her whole body quakes.
Her fingernails are so deep in my skin they draw blood,
The power of her orgasm washes through me like a flood.
She relaxes whispering my name again and again,
I hold her tightly for a while and then,
We begin all over again.
She's loving and inviting for some time,
For a few moments she is mine.
But then it's like she brings back the pain,
I want her to forget his name.
He broke her to pieces, shattered her on the floor,
Until she wasn't herself anymore.
Now she is but a shadow, the walking dead,
His face constantly fills her head.
And she can't stop the wanting,
His memory is haunting.
It is him she wants night and day,
Him who she wants to stay.
I'm just a fill in. I can't be who she wants me to be,
It is his face she wishes to see.
But I'm a woman, I can't take care of her like he can,
I am not a man.
She returns to him again and again,
The agony will never end.
For her or for me,
I'm drowning at sea.
I want her to see,
How much we could be.
I want her to be with me.
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