(Fun fact this was my English homework)
How dare he?
How dare he make a mockery of me in the name of pride?
I know it was not pride that stopped him from touching my body and caressing my features.
It was not pride that encouraged the constant repetition of my name to leave his mouth when we came together as one
Each syllable pronounced slowly but surely and then all at once
I’ve been with a lot me men, some short, some tall, blue eyes, browns eyes
oh I’ve had it all
However, I never met a man like you, well who I thought you were.
A man that looked past my past, saw me for the woman I am and not for the sum of bodies I have swallowed
Who could look into my eyes and see nothing more than beauty.
Oh how I thought I had found someone I could finally call my own, instead I found a child.
An infant that appeared as “great” to all but was clearly a weak soul.
Fragile was the man who’s heart skipped at a number,
A single in some cases double digit that scattered his mind like a child does with a toy.
The way water repels from the object that penetrated it,
Like the flight that is sparked after a gunshot is sounded.
But it is I that still stands tall.
Proud.
Comfortable.
For like I had said, I've already had it all.
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