last night.
you hold me close, but not too close because of her.
and still, it is barely close enough.
you breathe me in as i do you,
you keep me from falling while you unknowingly feel my skin the way you always have.
and then youre gone, not before you secretly and unintentionally…
oh, how I love you.
do you miss me?
because i miss you.
i miss all of you, and everything that comes after that.
and then youre gone, she has you, and im left watching after you,
looking back hours later to the path you walked, knowing that you’ll not return tonight.
last night, i had a dream you came to me and teased me till i broke.
i kissed you and you begged me not to,
not to make things harder than they need to be.
i asked if you still love me,
you said you are trying not to because you dont want to need me.
i told you its okay to need me; they say everyone needs someone,
and i need you.
last night, you came to me and kissed me.
we slipped back into our mould and nothing could separate us again,
you promised not to separate us again.
i believed you.
i still do.
i would kiss you just to make you beg.
i would.
