a letter to my former self
someday a boy will break your heart in two
consider this a forewarning to you
his eyes
brilliant baby blue
will consume you entirely
as he becomes your distraction
his scent
woodsy yet clean
will complement yours perfectly
as he becomes your familiarity
his hands
rough but strong
will hold you unconditionally
as he becomes your protection
his lips
sweet like honey
will desire you exclusively
as he becomes your desire
his voice
husky and low
will soothe you tenderly
as he becomes your comfort
everything appeared to be a dream come true
but do not let him make a fool out of you
his eyes
venomous and cold
will mock you callously
as he uses you
his scent
all too encompassing
will haunt you endlessly
as he forgets you
his hands
wrapped around her
will reject you completely
as he hurts you
his lips
sprinkled with lies
will deceive you emotionally
as he controls you
his voice
now angry and bitter
will cut you deeply
as he leaves you