Owning Me

What the hell am I thinking?

Did I learn nothing the last time?!

The endless nights of crying,

How big this damned bed felt when I slept here alone,

Clutching my broken heart below naked breasts, that fucking pain, so deep I thought for sure I was dying.

I resolved never to trust another honest face!

I promised that no matter how pretty you looked pulling that white t-shirt off your smooth beautiful chest I still wasn't going let you own me,

But when you grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back I felt that familiar sensation swirling in the pit of my belly, the warmth between my thighs it felt as if you weren't giving me a choice,

I told myself that no matter how nicely you could kiss I wouldn't kiss back.

It turns out you don't kiss nicely, your mouth is hard, demanding!

So just because I said please don't stop, doesn't mean you own me.

..and when your fingers curled around my neck it didn't mean you have the right to fuck me,

But your mouth slides up my leg and it makes it hard to think,

The sharp sting of your teeth as you bite your way up my thigh,

I can't help but slip my fingers over the chestnut curls between my legs, but my fingers don't don't really want to stop you.

Its all wrong, the words go through my head even as you spread my thighs and the weight of your body covers mine,

I know this is all wrong, that I will get hurt but it won't stop me from saying yes.