The wrong kind of love

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I should've know when you first reached out for my hand
The hare heart wasn't a sign of my love for you
But flight ready to take off and crash land
If it meant getting away from you
And when I tried to lie next to you I was always grating myself
Right into the jagged crook of your neck
Losing pieces of me just trying to fit Sure when you bit me
I felt like I was something to want but it was just your way
Of capturing my essence and starving me of it
Marking me like I was a possession instead of an actual being
When you hugged me it felt like safety
But why would security make me feel like I should throw up
That I should run away and hide and never think twice about you
There were so many signs telling me to go but
I listened to you and interpreted it as love
My first mistake

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