I ignore the flutters
I ignore the intake of my breath
I ignore the surge in pulse
I resent my body for its reaction
to you
I am not good enough to deserve
the visit of butterflies
the glance of your eyes
I'm not good enough to feel your touch
Or know your heart
So I ignore my body
My heart
My mind
I live in ignorance of my reaction to you
Because I know it will never lead
to the place where my body wants it to
And the reason those butterflies never die
Is because I feed them
With the shred of hope
Hope that maybe
Just maybe
You ignore the flutters too
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Pillow thoughts
PoetryTo break and heal your heart. Sex. Love. Power. Trauma. Healing. Struggle. Recovery. Pillow thoughts that are too real to ignore. *** Lauren_A__
