Beloved monster

I hate that i can still remember how we used to fuck like if it was yesterday...i remember it vividly...in that aspect we were meant to be...ppl are not supposed to remember monster fondly...but i remember the fondling… Those dirty things that were reserved for me...that look in your eyes before you came inside of me...Now all I have is memories so elusive yet they won't let me sleep...Wishing they could exorcise every kiss every stroke every lie that feel from your lips...And banish you from my mind whether i be awake or sleep...Monsters are supposed to be contained to closets and under dusty beds not walking amongst us with charming smiles and head full of gorgeous hair...