Savannah Watson

His lips dripped with the warm honey of promises meant to draw me in, entice me. Meant to distract me from the crimson poison of his lies. But he’s not worried. He knows that by the time I realize it, it’ll be too late; I’ll already be infected, already hooked on him. And because of that, he took everything from me, and I let him. He broke me apart, smiling and saying ‘I love you’ as he did and I believed him. He reveled in my naivety, knowing full well that he was in control and I was helpless. And it might sound crazy, but I didn’t mind. I’m glad I met the devil because he showed me I was weak.

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