Thoughts From A Victim

Do you still think about me?

When you're not here to hold me tight?

When our bodies aren't intertwined

And all that is, is lust.

You were quick to say it wasn't love

But I knew that from the start.

I knew you weren't capable of giving me what I wanted

What I deserved,

But that's what drew me to you in the first place.

God, I love this game,

Even though I always get hurt,

I always end up losing,

But this chase is way too intoxicating,

Mind altering pain

For incredible pleasure.

So, if I can only have you for a moment,

Well, it's worth it,

But when this is all over,

And the dust has settled,

Will you still think about me?