”I don’t love you anymore.” a line that you’ve heard before, all the time Chris would leave and then end up back at your door like nothing happened… like he didn’t just break your heart into pieces last week. You always told him that if he was gonna leave he better do it fast cause you couldn’t live any longer sitting on his lap, instead he’d stay and try to kiss the bruises away after beating your heart black and blue and then he’d take off with a new girl the very next day.

he knew what he was doing to you, he knew that he was leaving you to suffer every time he left. You couldn’t be his lover on a leash every other week when he pleased, you didn’t wanna be the kiss that he didn’t need or the lie between his teeth and you definitely didn’t wanna be the cut that always bleeds.

as much as you loved Chris you just couldn’t do it anymore but then again just looking into his eyes, maybe you could be his lover on a leash every other week when he pleased. You could be anything he needed as long as he doesn’t leave.

here he was again, back at your door he was soaking wet from the rain. His cold blue eyes met your soft ones, you had nothing to say to him he didn’t deserve your words.

“C’mon ma… talk to me, m’sorry I’ll change I swear… just let me in. Let’s talk about this yeah? I know y’dont wanna talk to me but just try to okay? Please baby…” chris said with desperation in his voice, he knew he fucked up once again.