You can not run from your past; and more so, you can not change who you are.
Though only to one man, I am his whore.
I come when called, cry when ignored, and release his built up seed.
Thus is my life now.
I've never been more in love, or more hurt by someone than I am every day by him. And, he won't give reason or rhyme.
Only that he doesn't love me anymore.
You can not run, and you can not change who or what you are.
I am a once and future whore.. I'll let him use me until he doesn't want any part of me. Why do I do this?
Because I love this man more than life itself, and his happiness is my happiness. Through tears and sleepless n