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Missing It
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Dedications I thought I liked
being a collection of body parts
until I wasn't.
I thought I missed it,
but there's a difference
between missing something
and becoming used to it.
I've been conditioned to think
this is how I should be treated
because it was all I had ever known.
It was a bad habit
born of a need to feel seen,
whatever the cost.
But it was how you said
you would have your way with me
that triggered me.
It didn't matter what I wanted
because all you saw
was a vessel for pleasing you.
I realized you never cared for me,
you never even knew me
beyond the mattress.
