When you called me I wept.
Bitterly.
This isn't the first time,
your voice ringing with sincerity,
you pulled me back.
Hooked.
A feeling of helplessness,
as you badger away my will.
And I condemn myself
to a solitary love.
Because you've never loved,
not me.
You enjoy my obedience,
relish in my hurt,
knowing I cannot leave.
And so you call me back
before I can get free.
A contest entry
- When you called me... by 2lullabyhaven.
650 points, ended November 19, 2008, 37 entries
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Comments
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Good one.
Reminds me of one of my exs.

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Thanks for this entry, I feel that it speaks of that abusive kind of love, at any rate if it does it does it excellently
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