I died that night

The night those fingers curled around me tight

I thought it was love

Belonging, even..

But it was just another time

Another night

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A time I was used for something different

A victim of my choices

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He said I love you

But now looking at it; I think it was the way my body moved

The way he liked

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That’s just who I was that night

I didn’t think I did anything different

He liked the little things about me

Good thing the detail slipped my clothes off nicely… …

I thought we were just talking

Apparently, I was flirting

I rushed ———————————

I’d never felt that way before

Electric… really..

I think he had a familiar feeling

Just a different girl the night before

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I wish I’d left when he made a sly comment

But I liked it

I thought I needed it

The attention

The “love”

Maybe something new

Something different

A New addiction

Cause old ways were stale

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I died not from his touch

But from the lack thereof

But when he had let go..

I said “I love

His mind said “I lust

Something I hoped not to feel before

Regret doesn't start at the downfall

It began where it started

[ All of it ]

And

Every

Little

Piece

Crevasse &=and

Gapping Space

In (between)

First time for everything

First time to rush —-

First time to love. <3

First time to try •••

First time to die while still alive….