Illicit Sexcapade (part one)

I am an immature individual;

Settling for the short dwindling moment where love kisses me upon my shoulders.

I allow him to rest heavy on me.

Instead of forgiving myself,
I completely forget that I'm broken..

So I open up my legs and let him in;
at that moment I become weak.

Totally allowing him to abuse me and use me.

Without crying a single tear;

Although I am hurt, I do not realize until the next morning, when I am pouring bits of myself onto paper, that nothings changed.

That ive made another ugly mistake.

Illicit sexcapade.

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