Her love was beauty but brutal.

Have you ever had someone who just couldn't keep their hands off of you.
wait, hold off on that answer.

There was a girl,
she meet a guy and they fell aimlessly, he was the ideal boyfriend
the man she wanted to grow old with.
the one who promised to never miss treat her.
never to fall short
and to always catch when needed
but then a few months in and it become dull.
passion was no longer a word she knew,
he became the man he promised to never be.
the only time he showed her mild affection is in a picture for when he wanted the likes.
she became a memo, but he was still a journal she kept running out of space for.

she had no one to turn to, she lost everyone she loved defending him when others disagreed.
but it got worse, she said no once, and all he heard was faint waves.
her screams were silent, her words noise, her love an abyss.
her ribs so vivid you could play hollow music on.
her bruising and scars became her very own body art.
her knees shook every time like a new born trying to learn to walk.
her skin so pale, it was her only way of waving her white flag
her spin cracks but lands in his direction every time.
she became something to grip, pull, pin and hold down on.
he took away her right of freedom from her own skin.
every move he made, she flinched like a scared child.
her love was no longer within her heart
her love was a muscle, a muscle that had a beat that slowed down every time he looked at her for too long.

he was no angel to her family
a rebel to his friends
a flirt to the women
but an abuser to her but it just depends

abuse survivor, why give your love a dirty name.

she realised that she fell in love with a man that was really a boy.
she realised she fell in love with a train that ran out of tracks and was due to crash.
She fell in love with the idea of love. Not him

So she did something about it.
and now they say if he does it again he'll go to prison
But shes the prisoner
shes the one who goes hungry at night because she too scared to walk the streets to buy food.
shes the one who cant fall asleep incase she finds a knife under her pillow
shes the one having to check the door is locked, the chain is on, the bolt is down, the spare key is hidden so he doesn't get in again.

but this isn't enough,
they say he's gone now. He's invisible, exactly so when he comes you cant see him coming.

now let me ask you again,
have you ever had someone who couldn't keep their hands off you?