It’s Love.

He said as she finally gave in.

Scared that if she did not, he would leave.

It’s love.

She told herself.

As his hands traced her body.

One place to the next.

It’s love…

Except it’s not.

It never was.

And never will be.

She is not a toy to be used.

She is not a Prize to be won.

She is one in a Million.

I deserve love.

She tells herself.

Real love.

She will not go another day living in a world

Where love is a delusion.

Fed to the innocent…

The very words that are tossed around as if it means nothing.

Is actually everything.

And deserves to be recognized as such.

She deserves love.

Just as much as everyone in this world.

A love beyond measure.

A love that is true.

I am not a toy to be played with.

She tells herself.

Finally realizing her truth.