I am broken because I let you kiss me…
…for so long.
I am broken because I let you kiss me…
…after you kissed her.
I believed your stories, kept your secrets and kept kissing your face.
And each time, poison seeped into my soul.
Poison that killed my heart, my purpose, my light.
And then the day finally came…when I realized what had been true for so long:
Kissing you doesn’t make me happy anymore.
Trapped by the fog of lies and secrets, a kind of insanity settled in my mind - a new layer with every kiss pressed against my lips, my neck, my heart…
No more. And never again.
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