You were safe.
I fell for the familiarity of your embrace,
mistaking it as all of you.
I was broken, trapped by my all consuming insecurity.
And I melted when you looked at me.
I thought I saw glimmers of affection in those almond brown eyes
I wanted to believe it was love and not lust.
I didn’t mean nearly as much to you as you did to me
You, saving me from my
But you were blind.
And so was I.
Substituting you for my own self-worth.
I wanted validation of my body’s beauty.
I took the first bait I could find, and I was hooked.
The hook is still jammed in my chest.
The tugging is slowly starting to less,
yet every time I see you
it. still. stings.
More so because I feel so naive for using you
And for letting you use me.