How beautiful, the way she admires you
As you trace circles with your thumb onto the palm of her hand
Like a feather, you calm her oh so gently
Another day she spends believing she was a fallen angel, and you were helping her fly again.
She loved the taste of your sweet words
Like a drug, you flooded her mind
Problems arose when you treated her as if the world was full of better angels, who wouldn’t waste your time with broken wings
She thought she was a freak
Post-traumatic, you abandoned her
Yet she still yearned to feel your touch even though she knew it would only burn
Like an addiction, she went through withdrawal.
You managed to break an already broken angel