I must confess
I had sex with my ex, yesterday
It isn't exactly what I intended on
Their warm body fit mine like a broken in baseball glove
I don't expect much to come of it
I'm learning to not expect much of
anything
We enjoyed each other's energy
As I ran my fingers through their hair
Like I did before
So frequently
But this time it was different
This time, I didn't care of tomorrow
Wondering if I could do this again
Wondering if I could keep them forever
Instead, I recognized the beauty in a moment
I was grateful for their being
I was grateful for their fruit
To let my tongue dance
With the idea that forever is the ugly sister
Misused, abused, and forgotten
Due to the only constant that her sister Change, will always win