Thank You For The Venom

Our lips tasted of each other for the first time last night. She was was gentle, she was beautiful, she was my everything.

There was a twinkle of delight in her eyes as she danced towards me, a certain happiness in her smile that was irreplaceable. 

Like the first time, she kissed me again, again, again, filling my every desire. With her I would need nothing more, I longed of nothing in her presence, for she made the sun look like a light bulb. 

Our lips tasted of each other for the last time last night. She was arrogant, cynical, and I was gullible. 

There was a spark of malicious intent in her eyes and she crept towards me, a devilish smile tugging on the edge of her mouth. 

Like the last time, she kissed me again, again, again, spilling her poisonous affection into me. With her I felt choked. I longed of anything else in her presence, for she made the dark seem never ending. 

She was gone but her memories remained in my mind. 

So thank you for venom, because sometimes your poison was just what I needed.