Sorted

how badly I need this sorted

how many different ways I attempt to tell you this is important

you suspend this

I'm hanging on your every word

they are horrendous 

temptress

you made me hate myself nearly as much as I wanted

I need this
how I groveled, how I pleaded
you were left satisfied,
and I was defeated

it feels so good under your palm 

the comfort, of your maraud

"you're a liar, a fraud

omission is your most dastardly sin"

from your mouth to mine I deeply breathe that in 

of course there are no words so we are silent

again

I tried to use my hands to mend instead
to reach my friend
I touched your back
and you turned to the other side of the bed