I love it when you kiss, the snow flakes on my nose,
I love it when you tickle, the bottom of my toes.
I love it when you hold me, and tell me not to cry,
I love it how you kiss me, when we say good-bye.
I love it how you grab me, I love it when you yell,
I loved it when you made me, promise not to tell.
I love it when you throw me, against that concrete wall,
tossed across the room, like your ugly broken doll.
Pressed up by my throat, hard against the door
with lips against my neck, you remind me Im your whore.
thoughts of if you love me, bouncing in my head,
taken by my hair, you throw me to your bed.
held down by your hands, tight around my wrists,
eyes are tightly shut, hands are clenched in fists.
after you are done, you will whisper that youre sorry,
then look me in the eyes, lie, and say you love me.