T L Smith

My Beautiful Poison T L Smith

I forgave him for the lies he told.

And I forgave him for breaking my body with his touch.

But I couldn't forgive myself for staying.

Until I met you... my antidote.

I knew I couldn't keep forgiving him, when I could be safe in your arms.

With your touch, there were no tears.

With your kisses, I could finally breathe.

You might be the villain in everyone's story...

But not mine.