Promises of safety
adventure and love
spewed from your mouth.
I say spew because
it did not feel like a
refreshing raindrop
on a hot and humid day.
It felt more like being
hit with a hose on jet mode
suggesting pain
Not a gentle cleanse
Instead, acid rain.
Eating away my
hopes
for something
SOMEONE
genuine.
Save me your stories
they're lies
half-truths
Come find me, instead
when you can admit
that you don't value women
not one
single.
fucking.
bit.
