Still.

You drew me in

like a bee to a flower,

with intoxicating smiles.

You trapped me

like a bird in a cage,

to see but not to touch.

and yet,

in spite of everything,

I still love you.

You filled my heart with

pretty lies,

you fed my appitite with

with hearty words,

and yet,

in spite of everything,

I still love you.

Those promises

you never kept,

all the crocodile tears

you wept,

and yet,

in spite of everything,

I still love you.

The bruises you leave

ones that lay unseen,

still ache within my

bleeding soul,

and yet,

in spite of everything,

I still love you.

The empty space you have left,

the gaping hole in my being,

the places you branded

with heated kissed,

still burn,

and yet,

in spite of everything,

I still love you.