I Mistook Your Lust for Love

“What we had was no poetry. No, it was parked cars, bruised lips, and love bites that were never made with much love at all. It was all mistaken emotions and drunken affection. And I should’ve known better. I really should’ve. But my feelings for you took over like a virus, resistant to any medication or common sense. So when you left with that stupid car, you took my pride and any hope of treatment with you.”

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