I will never forget
the first time I ever went to your house
and the way you gave me a tour
while holding me gently
from behind
hugging me the entire time
only causing us to stumble over
each others feet,
but we didnt mind,
we were always there to
catch each other
or fall together.
How could I forget the first time
that same exact night
that we first made love
and it was on your springy couch
at 2 in the morning
and the situation sounds
so wrong
but the moment felt
so right
and afterwards you looked at me
and you told me you loved me
for the very first time
and it felt so authentic
and it WAS so authentic
and I wanted to say it back
but the words were stuck in my throat
and the moment was shattered
but not to you
never to you
because you truly did love me
and you didn't care if I said it or not
because you knew the truth,
that I loved you too.
So now here we are
with me still loving you
and you not loving me back
and it hurts
because that night
just felt
so
right
but I couldn't have been more wrong.


*~kns