A 28-year-old nerd who loves writing, history and just learning as much as possible Works part-time as an SAT-Prep Teacher at Huntington
You picked me up as a child. Back when we were still innocent enough
to be cute together. And then you surprised me when I was older. A curious
thought passed your lips. Still innocent, I heeded. And punishment was swift.
And then at 12, you held my hand and taught me. words danced around us,
Ideas crept, slept, and kept with me until they were woken up. Curiosity festered
Like a sore in my heart. Desire grew tall and hardened.
And yet you kept telling me it’s okay.
I didn’t like the secrecy, but I did like you.
You were my friend.
I was scared to act fully on it, but again, it was okay.
You created dreams for me to act them out.
By that point I was in love with you.
Over time, I struggled.
We fought, we broke up, I came crawling back
And you wrapped your arms around me
Kissed my forehead
And constricted me so I couldn’t escape again.
Because it was okay. My heart was your puppet
My feelings were your signature
And my life was your stage to show off
Your latest work.
As for me,
While your poison coursed into
I smiled like an idiot
And enjoyed your temptations to the full.