Bruises and Bitemarks

    I don't know why I let you do it. I guess I like it, the way you pin me down. The way you sink your teeth into me. It hurts, yes, but the pain makes me blush. The pain makes me feel like you love me. Even though I struggle to get away, to run from you, I like it when you bite me. I can't quite understand it myself. Days after, I will examine my arms and shoulders, and as I stare at the purple and green bruises I wonder why, why do I let you do it. I guess I want the bruises and bitemarks. Just to think you love me.

To understand this, you would have to watch me and my friend Michael. He will grab my arm in the middle of class and bite me, hard enough to bruise me leave large bruises! It makes me blush and I hate it. But I love it at the same time... <3