• I hate this; feeling.
    Letting go, of cutting loose.
    When all my hands allow to do is clutch.
    And all my body complies to
    To squeeze, and press against yours.

    The warmth, and heat
    I long to keep
    Hidden in, buried deep.
    Beneath my chest
    In my sleep,
    My thoughts
    My dreams.

    I had comfort; such like this.
    Sharp, clean, always there
    And in between
    My grasp, my vein.
    Subtle pain.
    It may leave mark
    but so do you;
    Did you.
    Only these are seen.
    Like this because
    It was always there, but now,
    You’re not.

    This comfort is better.
    Controlled, constant.
    Unlike you.
    Never reliable
    But always reliant.
    I’m strong, but I’m weak
    And forgive me
    If for once you could be
    Strong.

    Does this mean anything;
    to you?
    Can you
    Do you
    Will you?
    Understand.
    I. need. you.

    i need your arms
    around me
    even so
    in my dreams
    that's where i felt them first.
    protected.
    connected.
    happy.
    to feel you
    emotional,
    physical;
    tangible,
    imaginary.
    I. need. you.