the forms of all my lovers : poetry

r e d

you said someday
we'll touch and it
will make all of these
mundane mornings
mean nothing

i really hope
that is true
because every
single time i breathe
your name

my heart realises how
it's been starved of love
for so long over
and over again

change your mind
please my love
i need you now
more than i ever have
i am desperate

i know this because
anxiety spirals
through my entire
being and tears
keep falling

if someone were to
ask me why i was crying
i wouldn't have an answer
i don't know
but nobody asks
anyway