A Thousand Cuts

Inspired by Taylor Swift's song

He plays with gummy bears

Shows me a photo of them in perhaps an interesting sex position

Little pieces of his world he shares

He texts and shows in conversations from a distance

Drives over the hills of fire

sometimes his words are sugar inspire taking me higher

Masturbates in the showers and calls my name

He says I heal the pain

Of happiness and stress

We are each other's medicine a bad addiction

Then tells me he couldn't it was a failed mission

He is so funny and weird

my lover is a 50 year old with a ginger beard

Here is something funny in my solo session I too didn't make it to heaven

He is always the missing ingredient

Perhaps we are each others idea of love

Sometimes humans suffer for what can feel like a thousand cuts

I don't know but

He has bills and responsibilities

I ask him why we aren't responsible for each other

he can't answer

he thinks of me i make him smile

he tries to pour in the drugs piled

so all i see is him for a thousand miles

maybe its all in my head

still cant forget the way it feels when we make love in my bed

why can't i get it anytime i want

why is he a ghost to haunt

why cant he be Casper

the friendly one to have and to hold

be brave and be bold

say what you mean

mean what you say

today his text made me wake

he asked me if i want Mcd's breakfast and coffee

he delivered it to me

it was so early

i cant remember if we hugged if we kissed

all i know he leaves with me a text its you i miss

why isn't he with me

the coffee eases me in to my day

yet from these feelings i have no escape

solitude or loneliness

he is the remedy

a piece of heaven and hell

its why i dont date anyone else

the date apps are filled with more crazy

i too am a bit lazy

in the end i love my sweet a*****e ginger baby

till the end of time

I got used to feeling hungry

nothing can fill the need

he is my idea of love

its the pain of a thousand cuts