The One I Left Behind

Soft, hazel orbs looking at me.. infatuated. I smile back but it doesn't read my eyes. I loved you, I did, but why does this feel so wrong?

Your hand grips higher up my thigh as I akwardly smile, I asked for this, so I can't just say no... right?  You pull me on for a kiss but I pull away, you chuckle and pull me harder, landing your sweet lips on mine.

Your soft lips against my rough, bitten, bloody set. It felt like heaven, once you pulled away I left aching for more. Yet as soon as my eyes drifted back to your face the feeling died our as quickly as it lit up. I kissed... you. I should be happy, but I feel an empty, dreaded feeling that spreads into my bones as I turn away.

I loved you, I did, but why does this feel so wrong? You needed me like plants need soil yet all I needed was to escape your sharp grasp. 

Your kind eyes met my indecisive, unsure pair. I loved you.. didn't i..?

You follow me I walk faster and faster until I'm so far,  you turn into a distant figure.

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Your eyes dont and won't reach mine now, my name toxin to your tongue and very being. I should feel sad, but.. I'm free.