You knew how scared I was to have sex with anyone else.
How hard it was. What it meant to me to trust you enough with my body. And you took that gift and squandered it. You ripped it apart and discarded it
Like it meant nothing. Like I meant nothing.
Like it wasn't a luxury
-selfish
YOU ARE READING
Yellow Flowers
PuisiThis is the story of both the rotten parts of life and the growth that results from the wisdom gained from adversity and pain. You are holding my heart, soul, and life in your hands. Treat it kindly and gain from its lines whatever you seek; comfort...
