love bomber

The first time I tried to leave
You had your tears ready, weaponized love
Begging for me to stay, when I should have been running

I confused your manipulation for dedication
Let you love bomb me into submission and isolation
There are still craters left behind from all your ammunition

I was tricked into loving you
And you were cruel with your affections
Kisses could bite and hands could claw

Embarrassed by my love
But happy to love me in the dark
Away from prying eyes

In the end when you left me

I was the one who was finally free

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I’m Kim, the writer behind the curtain so to speak. I read and review books, write poetry, and sometimes write blogs about my life.