Every guy I have slept with has taken a tiny piece of me. A piece that I will never get back. Here I am left empty, realizing this false love which has consumed me. God will judge me for my sins, I fear that day and I fear the day where I won’t have a piece left for myself. I just want someone to love me. Love me for who I am. I hear you saying how beautiful I am.. But it never leaves an impression. Why do I crave this false love so much? The pieces of me are slowly disappearing, I can barely see my reflection.