What happens when you love somebody with all of your heart? Love lifts you higher, holds you tight?
Home
is in their arms, cherished, treasured, safe, adored
yet at the same time
he is secretive, dishonest, manipulative
and fucked up
and
you promised yourself you would not do this again
get out of my house
you are a very good mimic, taking my words and twisting them around
until
your voice annoys the utter shit out of me
empty vessel, waste of space
get out of my house
Then you come up behind me
hold me up
i lean into your body and i become softness
you whisper in my ears
i got you
and i feel it
i feel like for the first time in a long time someone got me
understood the many complexities of me and didn’t run away
and didn’t flinch or turn a blind eye
wasnt just interested in sex, my body, my status
the first time in a long time i was understood
and still adored
and then he takes drugs. he forgets who i am
forgets how I feel
forgets to get me
and “I got you” means nothing
and you just know that you should never sleep in each others arms
because
you know that at night while you sleep,
whilst he holds you tight
your souls are laughing and dancing
and invisible threads entwine you
and when you should be turning away and locking the doors
hardening your heart
closing your arms
saying no more
get out of my house
the threads keep you believing in
I got you moments
Soul Stripping 