maybe you didn’t feel it
when i licked myself
off of your lips.
maybe you didn’t feel it
when i traced the back of
your knees with my fingertips.
maybe you didn’t feel it
when you rolled over in the
morning and saw how well we fit.
i knew it when you
picked the eyelash off my
cheek because it felt like a kiss.
i knew it when you
took the long way home so there’d
be a few less seconds to miss.
i knew it when you
would wake up and leave me because
my heart would contort into a fist-
all so i’d never have to let you go.
but you would never know.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC
maybe you didn’t feel it
when i licked myself
off of your lips.
maybe you didn’t feel it
when i traced the back of
your knees with my fingertips.
maybe you didn’t feel it
when you rolled over in the
morning and saw how well we fit.
i knew it when you
picked the eyelash off my
cheek because it felt like a kiss.
i knew it when you
took the long way home so there’d
be a few less seconds to miss.
i knew it when you
would wake up and leave me because
my heart would contort into a fist-
all so i’d never have to let you go.
but you would never know.
