Illusions

We use to make love when it was over or that’s what I thought it was. Body aching, headache pounding, how did this go down? It all was a blur reassuring it won’t happen again, blaming me for being too mouthy. Helped me from the ground then put me in the bath. Tears still flowing like water falls into the water. Body there, mind elsewhere. He takes me out and lays me down and after it’s all done my crazed mind says he loves me he won’t do it again. Just another sad case of the illusions placed in a mind so far gone.