In that second,
where your hand touches my body,
I forget everything,
craving, waiting & asking for more.
Reality strikes,
I remember your words.
The most honest,
And yet the cruelest!
Anxiety grips my body,
Knowing that all of this would vanish.
These stolen moments,
Won't be mine anymore.
And yet I am here, want to be here;
for the times you'll have me for
Self Preservation screams,
And yet here I am
Doing the most cruel one can to oneself.
Knowing that you'll be gone
once you find someone you'll fancy more.
Someone that will hold your heart.
Someone you'll be waiting to give more than just your body to.
The one whose voice you'll want to hear,
The one whose presence you'll crave.
The one you'll remember in the most randomest of moments
The one whose thoughts will matter to you.
And yet here I am praying hopeless,
That my crush will be over before your lust for me does.
