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.