he takes advantage of your hopeless romantic.
he knows how to play you into bed with him.
you think that this is love.
it has always been this way.
first;
the occasional fuck,
then,
the coffee dates,
the no call for 4 weeks,
the tears,
the drugs,
the alcohol,
the pills,
the blades,
and then finally the call back and the relapse.
again
and
again
and again.
you forgive him.
every time.

YOU ARE READING
blank screens, dirty sheets and other unfortunate things
PoetryI could never say these things aloud.