I remember how you once craved me. How your cherry lips grazed over my pale neck. How your mouth marked me for you. How your fingers ran through my hair tugging gently with hunger. How you drained every doubt from me and made me feel wanted. I remember being enough that a taste from my lips wouldn't satisfy your beast. A beast that didn't just want a piece. She wanted me whole. All to herself. Only for herself. How can you give yourself to someone new when your soul is marked.
