I lay in bed with him, his arms wrapped around my torso but all I can think about is you, and your hands wrapped around my neck.
I try to listen as he tells me about his day but I keep spacing out, thinking about my head on your shoulders as we sit under the stars and watch the planes land, because you think they do so, so gracefully.
He starts to kiss my neck and I feel the slightest flutter but all that's on my mind is how I feel explosions when i'm with you.
It's unfair to him. It's unfair to me.
I'll never love him like I love you, but you'll never love me like he loves me.
My life's in chaos and i'm wondering 'where did I go wrong?'
-s.b.
