Hiz Poem by Brittney Phillips

Hiz curly eyelashes,
of which hid his beautiful brown eyes

Hiz soft and delicate lips,
of which i used to kiss

Hiz soft and gentle hands,
of which he used to caress my legs

Hiz abilty to move me,
of which is slowy being removed u see...

I no longer kno why we are together
wether his soft kiss,
or to get back at that ex lover ow which i miss
everything we do reminds me of what i lost,
and it shouldn't be like that
i shouldn't have to do this to make me again happy

I dont chase
I replace
and that's why i'm in the place that i'm in now
how,
did ilet it come to this?
now i'm using him to regain the feeling of blissfulness
it aint right
and i have no right to treat him this way
but it's hard for me to back away
i want to stay,
but for all the wrong reasons
this sense of falseness is as if treason
to hide what i really feal
but it's time to deal, cuz i neat to get real
and be responsible for my actions and let him know,
what i really feel
me being hurt,
is not a good reason to hurt
someone else
but what else is there left to do,
now that reality has came true?