I Don’t Even Know

Our love is stereotypical

Much like that of a rose

But when you bite me

You leave scars that

Only I can see and

I know you like to do it

Because you think it pleasures me but

When I look in the mirror

I no longer feel warm and

I no longer feel bubbly and happy

Like sea foam in the salty ocean

Tossed about by the waves but

I lost my innocence and purity with you

And all the while

You had no idea

That this was happening