The Notebook Never Sleeps

Her (a poem)

my darling walks into my room and takes off her clothes. she gets into my bed without giving me a second glance. as i take off my own clothes, she stops me to say something.

no.

leave me in peace.

she hurts me with her words, and my heart begins to feel cold. i sit at the edge of the bed although i know that staying near her will make me colder. she closes her eyes.

why don't you want to make love anymore?

she smiles, calling me a silly little boy in her head.

you know the answer to that.