What else could explain such a connection with a stranger
other than giving yourself to him that first night?
Lies to self and those you love do not erase the truth
Up all night, fucking your brains out, hope you had fun.
Now, you are caught in a manipulator’s trap;
a victim of psychological warfare, the dastardly kind.
The dick better have been worth the years of recovery.
The reason is clear why you push off the one you love.
Waiting he was, like you were supposed to…
Le sigh et c’est la vie.