i started to quietly sob, to the point it hurt my forehead intensely and my hands began to shake.
and i'm so silly, to cry over a man who doesn't love me.
and i'm usually a sad girl that looks for a smile in a man and a twinkle in his eye, and i did.
just like every unforgiving girl on this land, i fell for a man.
a man who wants the world and all the thrills that come with it.
i never wanted this world, i just wanted him.
my childhood bedroom screams for me to lay and recover.
i'm the fool for trusting someone with my life and being.
i just crave safety in another man's arms.
to feel excited and carefree on the beach.
can you blame me?
the sickening thing is that i never would have left my man.
but he left me.
just like the ones before.
YOU ARE READING
every inch of his manhood
Poetrymen aren't real there just pictures in our minds and the colours on paintings