the bed feels empty without you
knowing you're wrapped in another's sheets
your arm draped over her still frame
your breath tickling her neck
your heart beating in tune with hers
while the silence blankets me.

you are mine
and you are hers.

you are ours.

caught in this messy equation
sharing your time between my thighs and hers.
locked in my embrace only to extend your arms to her instead.

i am left haunted by the ghost of your touch,
the lingering caress of your lips,
the dusty trail of your tongue.

echoes of a wistful remembrance
shattered by the cruel lace of reality
leaving my body icy where i lay

yet your body is keeping her warm tonight.