He use to say you never know what the future holds I might end up with you in the end. I really do care for you; I want to be with you. That he wanted to make love to me. I would always tell him that I know that you’re not going to be with me. If you want to really be with me; you would be with me. And that he can’t make love to someone you don’t love.

Now it has been 4 months and a loveless lifetime ago since he began saying all of that to me and now he won’t even dare utter those lines with the knowledge of knowing that he would still be telling a lie, even to himself this time around.We can’t even touch because of the fear of rekindling the past. And the pure satisfaction on being right doesn’t take any of my pain away. If anything it makes the pain go deep into the body as it sucking on the marrow and feasting on the flesh.

When he comes around I have to have my flesh eating monster delay its pain induced feeding; the monster always knowing that he will eat twice as well if he gives in to my request.