Question

“He Loves Me”

I have craved so deeply to be loved.
To be held without harm
Pure, genuine love.
Not for lust,
Not for greed,
Just someone who will love me.

So why is it I can never quite grasp this love?
Why is it no matter how much I give,
I am only taken from.
How much more will I be able to give,
Before I can give no longer?

I search for what feels like an eternity,
Reaching for anyone who offers me a hand.
Never waiting long enough to look at who I am reaching for,
Before he has a hold of me.
His nails dig into my skin till I am dripping blood.
“You asked for this, you reached out for me”
He says I am at fault,
I believe him.

I beg of him to remove his filthy claws from my skin,
Only for him to dig deeper.
“I don’t understand, you wanted this.”
I try to believe he is correct,
I asked for this, right?
He loves me,
He said he does?

It's been two months
My skin is torn to shreds,
He is at fault.
I ask him why,
How could he do this to somebody he loves?
“I have never loved you, how could I?”
He tells me

And for a moment,
I forget that my skin is seeping blood,
That the blood was drawn by him.
For a moment,
I wished I had bleed to death.

His claws I once dreaded,
Became the only thing I craved.
I no longer wanted someone to love me,
I knew I was only worthy of pain,
How could I be enough for anything more than that?
After all,
I am at fault.

Answer 1

This is heartbreaking craving love but getting pain instead. It’s a powerful reminder: real love doesn’t hurt like this 🥺❤️

Answer 2

fire

Answer 3

I completely agree. 😔

Answer 4

cuteness