How could someone touch me like this?

Have this hold on me

So strong I can hardly breathe

Longing to look into his eyes

Forever and a day

Worried for the way I feel

Knowing how hopeless this all is

Seeing him with her every night,

  every morning

What makes me want to do to another

  what someone did to me?

Wanting to take and keep

Believing he holds the key

  to my happiness

  and the relief of my lust

I see that I will hurt more

  even than I do now

And I fool myself that I don’t love him

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

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