Embrace.

i embrace your hurt.
it gives me just enough
ink until i get my
fix.
im a feign.
and I’ve never been addicted
to any drug
but the false love of another person.
i can’t understand.
i embrace your hurt.
while you’re hurting me
you’re fueling me
im waiting for
the moment where you burn your finger
because you left me.
and i know you know it in your head
but i want to remind you too.
because every time you whisper into another souls ear
you’ll be cursed with feeling
my touch against your neck
my breath against your lips.
I’ve never understood your complaints of my love.
my apologies,
but you’ll have to live with the confusion too.