May 2017
Usually, when he
touches me, I
pull away
Today,
I leaned in
held on
My breath
became
thin
My stomach,
dropped,
tightened
It was as if
he was always
meant to be there
I wish I knew
what that
means
touches me, I
pull away
Today,
I leaned in
held on
My breath
became
thin
My stomach,
dropped,
tightened
It was as if
he was always
meant to be there
I wish I knew
what that
means
