Curses

I am forgetting why I kiss you anymore. While a rush of venom curses through my skin to crave more of your cherry flavored lip gloss, glossing like a sudden light in the dark, upon the taste of your lips. You hate me, just to love me again. You break me, just to rest your words of curses upon my ears. You say you love me, and all that, just for you to abuse the lust upon a full moon of unbuttoned tops. Your eyes say two things; ‘’you've fallen in love, so have a glass. But my blind child, you've made a bargain with the wrong devil,’’