Your fingers wrapped
Around my throat
It hurts
It burns
My lungs are on fire
But you’re still all
that I desire
The punches you’ve thrown
Are mingled with
the kisses you poured
On my skin
The cuts you’ve made
Bleed every night
But with you it still feels alright
Tighter and tighter
It gets hard to breathe
Those same hands are
Extracting the life
out of me that once
Touched me and
Made me feel alive
It’s wrong
But it’s so right
Maybe I should run
But I cannot fight
The way you
Take my breath away
You’ve shreded me like
The love letters you
Wrote me once upon a time
And I’m half dead
In your arms I feel scared
But sadly I know
That’s where I belong
YOU ARE READING
Loving You
PoetryShe loves him; he doesn't know. So she expresses it in the only way she knows how - Through her words.
