picture me, in your car
your hands on my thigh
my hands to the nape of your neck
picture you, in my room
your head on my lap
my lips to your wrist
picture us, in your bed
your heartbeat to my ear
my feet tangled with yours
the games we'd have played
the different places we’d have been to together
the little fights we'd have fought
now picture lust swallowing us whole
picture everything and nothing at the same time
picture.