Dear boy, how's your destruction going? Do you still find it fascinating, your gaslighting and victim-blaming days?
Remember, that day when I first held your hands and you made it feel like trust. How did you do that?
How can a process of destruction dig out the cornerstone first? Wow, those sparks in your eyes, it never told me that what I'm seeing is a fire that's gonna cost me a thousand burns, declaring my soul severe.
Oh dear, how come you never let it spit out the grudge you were chewing. Munching my dignity slowly whilst kissing me.
How did you shut my mind before I could think of saying - "it stinks."
Wish I could meet you and say thanks for whatever you taught me.
You taught me how love doesn't look for sure.
You taught me love doesn't go hand in hand with lust.
You shook me from head to toe whilst I kept begging you- "let me go..let me go"
I did not let your harassment go in vain, I wear the consequences on my sleeves.
So that when someone not like you happens to me, holds my shoulders gently and shrugs it off.
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