he says he loves me
and maybe he means it
but maybe he doesn't
maybe he wants to sleep with methe body he envisions to be me
the supermodel face plastered to mine
the bikini model shape
maybe he wants a gullible child
a naive girl with no sense
a girl he can hold on to
a girl that needs him
maybe he wants the lustful whore
he thinks most women are
but he says im the exception
am i?
am i better than all the others
all the girls he's known and loved?
am i prettier?
smarter?
easier?
should i accept this attention
these compliments?
should i shove him away like i do all the others
or play with him, like a toy soldier
maybe i should give in to him
the candy aisle calling my name
brenna...brenna...brenna...