We’ve never held hands or done any of the sweet things normal people in love do. But truth be told I’ll never know if you were ever in love with me or even close.
I fell for you, blinded perhaps by lust, I fell after I’d just managed to recover from my last fall.
I don’t know what it was, our bizarre union, your knowing gaze, the way that when I was with you everything just felt right.
And I don’t know when it happened, I can’t remember a specific moment, it just happened.
I can no longer kiss the lips of someone without thinking of you. I close my eyes and picture you instead but my body and soul know, your touch is different, your gentle with a firm hand.
Your like a drug, the anticipation, the high, the comedown. You make feel so alive but when it’s over I feel like I’m gonna die.
When you told me we should write our final chapter my heart stopped. It was like being punched in the chest. The room began spinning and I didn’t know what to do.
Now here I am, stuck somewhere between heaven and hell with you. ✨