Sickly his hands grasp my chest,
Violently but soft,
Like his voice,
I love you!!!" it says in changing tones,
Like it were a bad song,
Close pushes till I'm stuck to the wall,
Staring at my face that won't look at his,
"I love you he says,
Like a spoiled child not getting there way,
"I know" I say kissing his face,
He pulls out a necklace for me,
"I love you" he says,
Quite like it's a sin,
Clasping it around my neck,
"I love you too" I mumble back,
Not thinking of him,
He raps around my wishing to never let go,
"Please stop thinking about him".......
