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Aug 2012
I wormed my way into your arms
Your head, your pants
Because I thought you'd feel the love
I missed your touch, your strenght
When I look back- think back then play it back in my head
I just want to tear out every strand of long dark curly hair
How could I be so stupid?
Physicality is not equated to love.
     just because you had traced my curves with your fingertips
     just because you had kissed me in the soft breeze of summer
     just because you had whispered sweet nothings in my ear, but nothing is ever sweet
How could I have thought you'd love me again?
How could I have thought you would again care?
I'm sorry but I've had enough of this *relationship relapse
There's comfort in familiarity and unfortunately it's easy to fall back into a relationship with an ex.
Fern Rich
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   Prabhu Iyer
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