bread and milk doesn't nourish me anymore
i miss when your eyes meet mine halfway as mine quickly look away hiding from yours
i crave your hand intertwined with mine
i crave the way you pull me in close when we are already close, but not close enough
i want you to wrap me in your arms underneath the sheets creating complicated knots in my hair
and forget about the time for once without having to care

i walk around the streets
silent and starving
but no one knows that all i want is to eat you up in kisses
only i do
and that is when i realized every time, that bread and milk will always be so tasteless and blah
that it would leave me hungry for weeks until i saw you again so i could stop missing, wanting, craving, and wishing for what i didn't have
but i will always go back to bread and milk
because at the end of the day...
bread and milk is all i have