When you told me I was beautiful,
I soaked it up like sweet honeydew.
When you held my hand to your heart,
I imagined cupping it and keeping it abeat.
When you lay your head against my cheek,
I savoured the flow of your hair in my hand.
When we went to restaurants and cinemas alike,
I imagined you one day making it a date.
When I told you my fears,
You listened whilst wiping away my tears.
When you played with my hair,
I’d close my eyes and just feel the bliss,
Only the bliss.
When you touched me,
I imagined what it would feel like for you to make love to me.
When you left me,
I waited
And waited.
But you never came back.