You can’t handle me.

He spun cobwebs around my heart

after I told him I was scared of spiders

He tied my hands with barbed wire

made of strong words and sharp blades

after I sang him a song

about falling in love

He wanted romance

He wanted to be missed

He wanted to be kissed;

as if I was the one drowning

in his arms.

 

Yours truly,

Painted Shadow

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