Crazy. Sexy. Cruel

She was chaos in a silk dress.

We spiraled into it...

Dancing through the smoke of our slow destruction, moving to the rhythm of the lies I told.

He wanted to save me.

Fix me.

Make me soft.

Holy.

New.

But then he took his eyes off my heart and started listening to my mistakes.

I wore my mask well...soft eyes and a soft voice.

Played the part until it was time to show him what love looks like when it cuts back.

He failed me.