a letter to my former self

someday a boy will break your heart in two

consider this a forewarning to you

his eyes

brilliant baby blue

will consume you entirely

as he becomes your distraction

his scent

woodsy yet clean

will complement yours perfectly

as he becomes your familiarity

his hands

rough but strong

will hold you unconditionally

as he becomes your protection

his lips

sweet like honey

will desire you exclusively

as he becomes your desire

his voice

husky and low

will soothe you tenderly

as he becomes your comfort

everything appeared to be a dream come true

but do not let him make a fool out of you

his eyes

venomous and cold

will mock you callously

as he uses you

his scent

all too encompassing

will haunt you endlessly

as he forgets you

his hands

wrapped around her

will reject you completely

as he hurts you

his lips

sprinkled with lies

will deceive you emotionally  

as he controls you

his voice

now angry and bitter

will cut you deeply

as he leaves you