This love affair
was supposed to produce
comfort
like a cozy down blanket of
peace
like the smell of of rain
lingering on the cool winds
This experience
was supposed to give me a glimpse
into another type of love
another sort of experience
another opportunity to reclaim me
and indulge me
Instead, this thing turned into
something wild
out of control
sizzling and smoking
leaving us both
burnt and singed
And this thing
is so painful
rendering me unable to breath
to think
frantic of what you might do
who you might tell
how you might respond
because you didn't understand
that for me
this thing
was never meant to be
real
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