You touch me
Like you would touch a painting in a museum
Gentle and with care.
But you love me
Like you would love a girl on the corner for a night
Careless and rough.
You'll apologize and I'll forgive you
Because we both know I'm afraid of being alone.
But don't kid yourself baby,
I'm nothing to you
And you thrive off of it.
- December 12, 2017 -
