Poetry

A Body

“I gave you my heart,
but you wanted one thing.
And I don’t know which part
hurts the worst.”

I gave you my heart from the beginning, but that was never enough. But I suppose that was the point, wasn’t it? I was just another conquest of yours. A body, not some little heart. Something you wanted to taste, but never wanted to keep. And when you got what you wanted, you blew out of my life like a storm, leaving me stripped of my dignity. Leaving me lost. Cold. And alone. But it didn’t matter to you. Because you got what you came for. And you’d already set your sights on someone else. Out of everything, I don’t know which one hurt the most.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

You got what you came for.

5 thoughts on “A Body”

  1. I tried this several years ago and had a terrible time with getting all of it to be straight. I eventually made some shorter, some longer and used that layout.

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