Love me, that's all I ask of you...

so tonight i laid under the blankets thinking about the moans i became so familiar with are now spent on another. i whispered your name over and over and over until it became unrecognizable and i worried about you.

because despite the hate and animosity and resentment and jealousy and spite i feel, i cant turn it off. i cant chase away the love. i wish i could let it go. god, why cant i let it go.

but i will lie here, under these blankets, letting it burn.
allowing it to set in.
thinking about the way your face looks when hes fucking you and i will let it burn...


because thats how it burns out.