One night, I ****** a bomb.
A self destructive bomb.

He left me at 6am,
Opened my window,
And blew me a kiss.

Naked and alone,
I prayed to the heavens,
I prayed that he never came back,
Prayed and wished he forgot my name.

But how can a self destructive bomb ever forget a tsunami ready to destroy?

So one night at 2am,
Once again,
He lost himself between my legs.

And we searched for something to tie us to the world.
We searched in each other,
We searched between the sheets.
We even searched in the stars, when he took me for a dance at 4am.

5 am, he was gone.
A kiss on the forehead and no goodbye.

I got down on both knees and prayed that whatever I’d found would leave.

Two nights later,
A bottle of ***** in hand,
He knocked.

My heart leaped
And my hands opened the window.

That night, we drank.
Sip after sip,
Until our mouths crashed
And our hearts bled.

His hands were as hungry as my eyes.
We roamed around,
Crashed at different time points
And messed up my bed.

3am, in his arms,
I still couldn’t sleep.

I wrapped myself in a blanket,
Kissed him as he slept,
And I left.

I walked around on my street,
Naked and alone for the world to see.

When I got to the end of my street where cars pass down even at 3am,
I layed down, looked up at the sky
And cried my pains to the stars.