horror and windows
today your hand was on mine then it was in between my legs then it was dancing with your tongue in the same location. my tears were in their storage places and then being held back and then flooding my vision. but its not that i didn’t want you to or that you made me or that i thought i’d want you to stop. but i did want you to stop. and i said nothing until the words escaped from my mouth: i’m done. and in my head, what a marvelous way to make it end.