Your touch
I don't think it can ever compare too his
You held my hands
You brushed the tip of your fingers on the sides of my tummy
You squeezed me as you hugged me
You ran your fingers through my hair
But no
None of it felt right
I didn't long for it to be him instead
Because all he had to do was hug me and all negativity was gone
Touch me once and I didn't have to think twice he was made for me
But all you left on my skin was the rows of doubts and the uneasy feeling that it didn't feel right