i never thought id be that girl who falls for bad boys
but when i saw him
my stomach churned from the anticipation of his
enticing smirking mouth
and deceiving blue eyes.
when i spoke to him,
i was entranced by his stories of
drugs and sex and crime.
i was transported into a wild world of
freedom and beautiful scum.
i choked on the smoke that left his lips as he kissed me
filling me with the sweet aroma of marijuana and gin.
his callused fingertips left black traces on my skin
of another evil world i had not yet explored,
and as he bit my neck i felt
the rejuvenation of being bad;
he seemed to feed off my innocence.