You taste so sweet. Like flowers and chocolate and something else I don’t recognize. It’s all so clear now. It’s all so clear. Lovely rhymes chime through my head as I lie next to you. I won’t touch you. I cannot. You’re not mine to touch; never were, never will be. You’re just a dream that haunts my sleep on the coldest nights.
I see your fragile frame dance through the room, your hands go up in the air, lifting your shirt, and then you sit next to me, undoing button after button. No, I don’t wanna look, I just have to. I want to tell you to stop it and yet, I can’t. I’m watching you undress and I know, I just know that we’ll make the same mistake again.
You lock your poisonous, green eyes with mine, smile playing in the corner of your mouth. I don’t wanna play this game anymore. You’re too damn cruel, I hope you’re aware. You won’t let me love you, though you won’t let me leave you either. It’s picking me apart. How could ONE stupid mistake have caused all these problems? It’s ridiculous. I want out. Just let me leave, Anna.
That’s all I wish for.
JBV
