My world has come to an end.

Co-dependent like a child to a Dad

Losing my sexuality through men-o-pause

Obliterate me with your gaze

but don’t try to command my soul

the one I thought was the one

is the only love who’s been the truth

but I have fucked him over with my ego.

 

I let myself go but you were just the same

The dark haired, mum fuck that you have

Not recognising that I am the deepest

Intelligence oozing out of my lidded eyelids

Overthinking a man player is too basic

For a woman who literally follows the moon

If only men could own their emotions

Instead of projecting them onto the feminine.