he’s just a play thing for her.
she just takes him whenever she wants,
and use him.
she tells him how he’s so good for her, how
pretty he looks for her.
she gives him meaningless affection,
and in return he lets her hands
wander around places only he is familiar
with.
beaten and bruised by the female population.
by a mother he trusted.
and by the girls he loved.
including h e r.
she wants him to trust her.
but he won’t.
she’s just another smile in the crowd.
no different from the other females
that had used him.
no different from the other females
he once loved and trusted.