What Scares Me

That I’m not going to be able to hold the one I love the same anymore. When I’m being held by the one I love, I expect to feel warmth not fear of you forcing yourself on top of me. When I’m holding hands with the one I love, it’ll remind me of the hands that held me down as you took what wasn’t yours. When I kiss the one I love, instead I’ll be kissing the lips that bit me when I didn’t kiss back. When I’m supposed to be making love to the one I love, all I’ll feel is the friction and unpleasant screams of me as you had your way with me. When I hear “I love you” from the one I love, all I’ll hear is “I want you”.

And it scares me that it might never change.

Reviews

[Rye]

It will all be okay in the end, This is soft and makes you think about how it will all turn out.