Maybe poetry?

Slut

I am a slut
I yearn for your touch
So therefore I am a slut
Someone who wants you constantly
Someone who begs for your attention
Begs for you to even look my way
I just wish it was easier
I wish it wasn't like this
Like you weren't far away
But in my grasp
You're just a finger tip away
And I'm a slut for your touch
I miss your hugs
The way your fingers felt against me
My hips ache for them to be held like that again
I ache for just one more word out of your mouth
I shake constantly
Wishing for you
Hoping for your touch
I hope one day I wake up next to you again
Because I am a slut, I ache for you