The backs of my ears are wet with
your tongue,
traveling gingerly along the edges leaving a
tingling in my side

And, I like you
but I am thinking of him.

There is a hollowness inside me
and no matter what I eat
it doesn't leave

Knocking on the door of my mind,
of my heart,
it reminds me that
someone is missing.

I try to replace your hands,
small and white and
sweet
with a pair much
larger and more familiar.
This pair is rough and calloused,
but they spoke through my skin
and now they are gone.

But,
I like you
You have kind eyes and a
round face
You apologize when you mean it.

Still,
I am hollow and oh so
            heavy
at the same time

There's something that's changed -
I always wanted someone to sleep next to at night
and now that I have
I'd rather be alone