The morning greets me
and with every painful breath
I greet it back.
My naked body wrestles
the smoothness of the sheets beneath me,
caressing my skin,
soothing my wounds,
holding me the way you should.
I aimed to only want you.
I hate that I need you.
The morning greets me
and I turn away
just to face
another day on my own.
Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 3:57 PM UTC
The morning greets me
and with every painful breath
I greet it back.
My naked body wrestles
the smoothness of the sheets beneath me,
caressing my skin,
soothing my wounds,
holding me the way you should.
I aimed to only want you.
I hate that I need you.
The morning greets me
and I turn away
just to face
another day on my own.
