sometimes,
i'll taste myself
like you asked me to that night,
but a little slower.
i'll trail my fingers across my lips
and dig deep into my imagination
until i can almost feel you kissing me.

sometimes i do
things i normally
wouldn't
do and
pretend i'm with you.
sometimes i block out
those thoughts
that try to remind me
you're
not
here.

but, baby...
why are you so insecure?
we've been through this
so
many
times.
the same debate
over and over again.
I believe you when you tell me
so...
why can't you do the same?
I know you're tired.
I know you hate lies.
but darlin, I'm no ordinary person.
I promise I'm telling the truth when I say,
"you're so beautiful."
I just don't understand.
I wish you would believe me.

thought i
almost lost you
i just need you around.