my body aches
im not sure why or where, i cannot pin point the parts that hurt
if you asked i might just stare at my entire self and that might be the answer
maybe i ache because i am sore
maybe i am sore because i meant it when i said i dont do this often
my body was not ready to be ravished and explored, my body was not ready to be devoured
maybe i ache for what could have been
what could have been if you had looked at me as more than a body, more than a convenient way to spend your night
maybe i ache because i was not a person to you
a person with a heart and a mind and a soul that ached to know yours
maybe i ache because i am tired
tired from the fear that lives in my mind
the fear of not being enough or being too much, the fear of what could have happened
the fear for the abundance of trust i put into you to allow you to see me in this way
but maybe i dont ache for any of these reasons
maybe i just ache
