Warning slight NSFW
:) <3
Sometimes when I'm in bed my body aches and it's not muscles or the hours spent outside.
It's deeper then that, it's so deep I can't heal it.
Someone else has to.
She has to.
She sneaks into my room at night into my head, into my thoughts and feelings.
She slips under my skin and sparks stir to life and I can't stop her, I won't stop her.
It's all I get of her now.
Lying in darkness thinking of her and memory's of the night at her place and the taste of alcohol on her lips and the surface of her tongue all coming to a rush.
Her fingers trailing up my stomach taunting me alone in my bed by myself.
My kind wonders and her fingers wonder further down, mine in reality.
It hurts wanting someone so much knowing you can never have them again.
Lip bitting-
Blood bursting in your mouth as you get there kinda hurt.
This is all I get now; memories in the dark, my hand, and she.
Idea from the book Girls like Girls
YOU ARE READING
You Made Me A Poet
PoetrySo I have a journal of random poems some are Mine and some are ones I've heard also there are some quotes to so idk take a peak in my journal I guess! :)
