BUT HERE YOU ARE

I apologize for my acne

Feeling uneasy within

The last person I was with

Would point it all out with a grin

Loving me was a chore

My conversations a bore

But here you are

Saying you adore every part of me

Even the flaws

You kissed my lips 

till they’re delightfully raw

I apologize for the body hair 

That I can’t bare to look at

That might be why the last one 

Never cared to touch me

As I clutch this feeling of insecurity 

But here you are

Back at my house 

Pinning me to the floor

Imploring me, to let you kiss me

On every part of me that I abhor 

Your blue eyes piercing 

Your smile so kind

Honestly if it’s you…

For some reason

my brain doesn’t seem to mind

In hindsight 

That person 

Just wasn’t made for me

Projecting their own insecurities 

I never should have stayed,

To their abuse I was a slave

But here you are now

With my head in your hands

And my heart at your feet

Honestly;

I’d be your slave in a fucking heartbeat 

I feel a certain resistance 

When I’m with you

Probably because I’ve been rejected physically 

For so long

It makes me want to turn 

This poem into a song…

I would call it

In your arms is where I belong.