Do you look at me the way you look at her?
Do you also tell her she’s beautiful?
Her smile is beautiful.
Do you touch her the same way?
Do you whisper sweet nothings to her?
Do you know this body is a gift to you?
Do you value that?
Do you value me?
Do you ever think about all the hurt you’ve left on your trail…

Cup my face with your hands and look straight into my eyes

See through it all

The strong woman behind the beautiful smile

The weak woman ready to break and fall behind the darkness in them.

See me,

Touch me with you arms and guard me from the evil of the world.

Make me feel safe in them, whisper and say everything will be alright when we both know it doesn’t work like that.

Trace my body with your fingers like you’re drawing a painting with my curves and past the parts you felt inside me.

Play with my curls, oh so tenderly without messing with their curl texture.

Hold me from your front, it feels good.

It feels like you got my back, removing the swords from my back and kissing the wounds that lay there.

My eyes are dark but they light,

My skin soft but I’m hard

My body curvy but I’m straight

Don’t let go of this feeling

I know you’ll leave but let me enjoy your touch one more time.