His name came up

with a message

full of little smileys 
and those dumb emojis

Vile mouth coos it must be fate

Last year he apologized

For what? For not calling

If my body wasn’t shivering so much in this hot weather, I would have screamed until my throat tore apart

What a nice scenario, if only 

But my mouth, the traitor that it is

Spoke of forgiveness to the man who dragged a passed out, vulnerable girl and forever made her feel dirty

Seeing him last week, him spouting on about how it was meant to be

I decided his gore was my glory

My pain will always surpass his

But im ready for an emotional bloodbath