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So many thoughts permeate my mind that once comforted this body. You replicated the feeling I get when I lay on top of warm clean linens, high-count thread, comfort. The scent of your perfect body exuded, found its way to my heart. I can recount my fingertips trails, as they traced the outline of your spirit's beauty mark. I swiftly believed and felt that your body and life were created to fit mine. How I wished in those moments, the clock of all time would have shattered on those hours our breath intertwined. When our lips met, creating fireworks with my insides. My then intact soul ribbons became completely too weak to dance freely. As your enchanting presence welcomed comfort and blanketed me. You made me feel complete like the largest Russian doll's figure keeps the smaller ones at ease.  Your tongue could never taste bad. I remember leaving your presence daydreaming of your life's existence and how could I/me be a part of that. I was nothing like his perfection seen through my eyes. I, to he, was nothing. One day I unfortunately came to realize the feelings of warmth I gathered from his chest, they were not intended to comfort my heart, no, I was just another doll for him to undress. Just another stop on his route, no bead of water from his head did he shed. No sleep has been lost, from that monster in his sinful bed. This feeling of betrayal makes me contemplate future decisions, and choices I make. Like is putting all this work into these waste baskets worth the risk I dare take? TRULY any prior thoughts I considered regarding the love another gives that I blindly and willingly embrace, will now be reconsidered. I still can't believe I bared my naked soul to such a broken, poisoned mind. There are times where I wish I could take back all those feelings I gave you, that I should have just kept inside. However, I can't be mad, I was a willing participant in all of that. I guess we all have life lessons we have to go through. So, thanks, because I now consider some of those learned lessons to be   any prior energy I gave to you for free.
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