with you, I let my guard down.
vulnerability became second nature in your presence. you were kind, nurturing and ever-loving.
you became my everything all too quickly.
I was curious about you; left no page unturned or scoured.
yet for you I wasn’t as easy a source of information. at least at first.
gradually I let you pry open my pages and let your eyes devour the knowledge that lay inside encrypted ink. With every ginger kiss of my collarbone and whisper of sweet nothings in my ear, I let you in a little bit closer – a little bit deeper. I became an unbound book as you seduced me into your arms with the promises of tomorrow. You were able to unravel me.
And as I lay there, pages spread wide open I prayed I would never have to give you up.
My silent requests in the night must not have been heard however,
for as I continued to praise your depth and beautiful words within, you tore me down
page by page was ripped out and cast away like unwanted treasures
I did not know what I did to deserve this
but it taught me never to let my guard down again.
Forever I would remain a closed book.