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There’s no pulling ive another woman pleasure He stuck it in another wo her lips and whispering sweet lies into her ear His hands trailing across her skin, probably giving her goosebuht in her eyes andwants her

In reality, all he really wants is me And he hates that He hates to want me so much He hates to be so addicted to me that he feels the need to mold me into a tiny ball in his hands like putty He squeezes too hard, and just like putty, I creep through the cracks of his fingers, slowly separating until I’ onto the floor

He can’t contain me And the harder he tries, the more he fails

My eyes lift the sam

e tily blue eyesthe way it needs to be I don’t knohy it took hi to wake me up I don’t knohy the physical abuse and rape wasn’t the catalyst Maybe because I thought the pain is surface level I can heal But cheating is deep It’s a pain that i that I wasn’t good enough to keep hi that every tis

And that just won’t fucking do

“You did But I forgive you,” he says sirab the loofah

I never asked for forgiveness

I take it froin to rub him down I dote on his as the water sprays directly into my face I keep my head down and eyes closed as I worship him at his feet

A hand wraps around my arm and lifts me up

Shower sex in the movies is fake The water doesn’t just roll off the body andeyes actually I rub at them like a little kid and look up at him, my pupils now bloodshot and dry

He smiles down at me, like I’row up to be an astronaut

“You know I love you, right?” he asks His face has s

“I do,” I say I really, really do

And I can’t wait to show you exactly what your love has turned me into