The love we deserve.
We accept the love we deserve, yes, but much more then that, we accept the love we think is our last hope. Its not just what we think we deserve, but its what we are afraid to loose. What happens if no one reaches this standard?
What if everyone cheats? What if everyone demands sex at all hours and when we say no wrestles you into it anyway? What if everyone hits? What if everyone hurts? What if everyone stands you up?
Because through all of that you know whatever the abuse is you know it will end, and then itll be nice for a second, a minute, an hour. Long enough to have left behind or forgotten for a moment the recent injustice. And when you forget, when you are no longer angry and are pushing back the taste of bile, thats when that moment of love that you do deserve comes. And it kills you, because yes you do accept the love you think you deserve. But you also accept every injustice, and every abuse.
