The Serial Masochist-Stella D’Vine
I watch helplessly as you form and define.
Her hand gently tucked inside yours.
My eyes burning with tears.
My heart crumbling in defeat.
I watch because I like to see.
The Serial Masochist.
I can’t look away.
My chest rising and falling with gasps.
I brush it off.
My eyes telling a different story.
I smile. Fake.
I shake hands with her.
She backs away.
This is my territory.
I will fight.
I will regain what I lost.
No matter the pain.
I will gain him.
The pain of it all too sweet to erase.
I must feel it to know I am alive.
I am a serial masochist.
Looking for the juicy pain that will someday end.