i wish i had enough pride to spare to be held after sex,
i wish i'd let myself feel real love,
even for just a moment,
i wish to drown in true affection,
i'd kill to know what it feels like,
but my heart is too afraid of attachment,
it is weary of the grounds and leaps in the opposite direction,
for i cannot chance another heartbreak,
i fear another would get me killed.
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Intimacy
Poetry"bring forth the passion and lust from deep in my body, i'll put on a show just to keep myself happy, being used is better than serving no purpose at all." A poetry collection unravelling the comfort in intimacy and mental health issues linked to th...
