And just for thought...
I have refused another lover,
denying my skin of its carnal satisfaction.
It can live without all that dirty nonsense.
I have taken far too many strangers inside.
There was him I did for fun
and him who was just out of boredom.
That one I actually fancied a little.
Now they are all just numbers.
It is time I let my mind grow, my heart heal.
I convinced myself tasting these strangers would be good,
telling myself it was revenge.
This skin has felt enough pleasure
and no matter how many times I let a man trace my curves,
the pain of what one man left will never be erased.
These strangers don't remember me as much as I easily forget them,
just another girl on their list,
but they are notches for me just the same.
It all evens out.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.