The looks you gave me
Were not love
They were hunger
You were starving
I was something to be desired not to be loved
I was something to be needed not something to be wanted
The looks you gave me were not ones of passion
They were looks of backing things into corners
Into tiny little spaces only comfortable for you
Hiding in tall grass where I couldn't see you
Hiding in white fences where only light peeked through the cracks
It made things seem beautiful to me
What a stupid little baby lamb
That's all I was to you
The looks you gave me were not the eyes of someone listening
But the eyes of someone waiting for me to stop talking
So you could sink your teeth in
It's all you wanted from me
My sweat, my blood
It's not what I thought it was
It never really is
It's not what you think it is
Until it really is
