No lies, just love.
One day I will meet a boy. I will be so drunk, without a word I will follow him to his car. He will say nice things into my ear as he gropes me.
This boy and I will eventually become lovers.
We will share a bed and I will take care of him because I love him. And he will tell me that we must do the things that lovers do… fuck. He will get on top of me and hold my arms down steady as he tells me we must, because he loves me.
… I will plea and scream for him to stop. The louder I plea the harder he fucks me. He will tell me that he loves me. And then, I will fell okay because, I love him. He will roll off of me and fall asleep.
I will lie alone… even though he is an arms length away.
My lover won't tell me that he loves me anymore. I will know that he loves me because we do what lovers do, fuck. Even though I have stopped the pleading and screaming. He will still hold me down. He will still fuck me hard.
One day the boy that I love will tell me that I must leave, and I will go because lovers are obedient.
He will stop calling. But, he won’t stop coming through my window. We will become lovers again and again.
One day I will see him doing what lovers do, in the back seat of his car. He will see me, and come running towards me. This boy will kiss me. He will tell me that he misses me.
And we'll walk back to my car and fuck because I love him. And he will say nice things to me like “ I love you. ”