I wanted Love,
but met Rape;
standing in the corner of every bar.
I wanted Love,
but met Sin;
In every tongue that was spoken.
I wanted Love,
but met You;
who told me that I’m worthless.
I wanted Love,
–wanted–
For now I want nothing, no more.
For the anger in your eyes, and
the venom in your tongue;
brought a coldness to your heart;
but a richness to your guise.
Fooling me,
Teasing me,
To fall in love,
with Love.
Your lie was what Love was,
Is, and will be–
now, and until tomorrow,
when I find another he.
libération 
your writing has a compelling aspect to it and the flow of this piece is brilliant — thank you for sharing your work 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed it, Jenna; and thank you for your words :3
One writer to another, your work is quite honest, and that’s always a plus 😉 keep at it.