She fucked him to remember
She fucked him to forget
She fucked him to feel beautiful
She fucked him to be someone else
She fucked him to drown out the pain
She fucked him to feel alive

Because when he was deep inside her
That’s when the world made sense

tara caribou | ©️2017

20 Comments on “Senseless

  1. I think this would be me if certain details of my life were different. It makes me realise that a lot of us aren’t really so different in terms of what we need. I like your rawness, Tara. That’s what I relate to, and what keeps me coming back.

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    • I can understand that. I think what I was trying to convey was that we all have different reasons for the things we do. Whether born of need or want or self-hate or a desire to grow or desperation or love or wanting to be accepted or a hundred other things. And I agree, in essence we all want the same things, whether we are two or eighty-two. We want to be loved and cared for. To be seen and understood. To be protected and accepted.

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