It’s been years since
your lips last touched mine.
Since then, we’ve both housed
our tongues in a myriad of places.
So why did I dream of you last night -
or rather wake up panicked and afraid
from the thought of you with another.
You were never mine to begin with,
yet the immense relief that
overwhelmed my senses
when I realized that the
nightmare wasn’t real is
frightening.

Because it means that my heart
is still with you somehow.
It shouldn’t be.