I bit him
and he choked me
as we fucked.
He stroked my hair
my cheek
my thighs.
Sometimes fucking
feels like fighting
and I realised what a good analogy that is
for the chemistry between us.
His weakness
is the emotions he appears to have for me.
They give me power
that I do not know how to handle
without instictively hurting him.
My power is also
the source of my fear,
my weakness.
Human relationships
tend to be
a game of overpowering the other.
It's a fight I am not willing to lose.
I might.
I hope i know myself enough not to.
It can be worth losing sometimes, if you just let go.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφή/ Avy
http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com
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to know oneself enough not to.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήwhat a brilliant, brilliant crucial hope.
i wish i had known myself enough so many times.
but in a way i do think you know better, already!
x