In fact, I am quite
always chasing that hollow
space between your arms
I imagined not
once that I was using you
and that caused you harm
I simply hate to
just wake up next to myself
ev'ry damn morning
Fruits of puberty
informed me that I slept both
naked and alone
Nights turned cold but my
blankets could not hide me from
my own loneliness
A cold stone in my
chest cavity followed me
to church on Sunday
My heart chilling. God
seemed like a distance lover
And I need love *here*
Beautiful.
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