Knowing that its going to be a while until I see you again leaves my body numb. Every bone, muscle and joint just barely picks itself up every single day to live my excruciating life.

The crazy thing is, despite knowing that I had an addiction to you, I still consumed you wholeheartedly at the first opportunity I had knowing that consuming you, my drug, would corrode my body inside and out.

Every sensation I felt with you still lingers on my body, your lips on my lips, your hand on my chest, your torso pressed up against mine….

The weird thing is, I’m not sad because I won’t see you for a while,
because I gave my whole self to you, because the feeling of your body still remains on mine…

The ****** up thing is, I am sad because the smell of your cologne is gone from the sweater I wore when we met and ravished each other for the first time.