i used to believe this was a good feeling. a feeling I only felt when i heard your name, when i tasted your lips or when i smelled ur scent. people talked about us and u didn't like that very much. you didn't like the attention, sometimes you didn't like the attention i gave you. but the attention I gave to you when it was just you and me in the room..... you loved it. you craved it and i felt that feeling then. i knew it could only be a good feeling. as my skin touched yours under the covers I knew this is where I wanted to be. your texts grew short as did my breath when they finally came along. I realized that this feeling didn't just have good intentions, and neither did you. I felt this feeling in my chest as you said words that didn't add up to your actions. your words were like winter and my heart was listening too well. this feeling was all that I knew now, weak.
--ank