Said a lot little bit
You looked me in the face; lied in little pieces like the broken mirror you make-up in. Your cheek so soft against the day stubble and growth of a man but you faced away as you pressed the shiny token against my spine. It felt like the bite of the sweetest leech dimpling my flesh and splitting tissue around it’s single tooth.
You cooed to me, simpered your want and promise and love but cleaved deeper to flesh with your drinking dagger.
And in my rage and shame and disappointment I hugged your coarse, resisting head to my shoulder and leaned into your betrayal.
Kissed the pain that made me real and let go forever of what I wanted.