(He told me last night to sleep with the angels, then to come back to earth and sleep with my devil who would gladly burn in hell for one night in my arms..yeah, I'm beyond confused right now. That is not what I need, that is not what I want. So, if this poem confuses you don't feel bad. I'm there myself.)
There's something about the way you said it,
That I knew you were telling the truth,
But I wasn't quite ready to believe you,
I didn't want to believe you loved me, too.
I wanted to love you with all of my heart,
But I didn't want you to love me at all,
I wanted you to beat me, and not care,
I wanted you to say you would, but never be there.
I know all of this sounds insane to you,
It doesn't even make all that much sense to me,
But things in my past make me who I am now,
I wanted to let you love me, I just didn't know how.
There's something about being abused by a male,
That makes future relationships seem impossible,
I don't know if you'll wait for me to figure it out,
But don't take it personal, you aren't what this is about.
