To sleep with different lips on my reminisce finally

I thought that your touch would be all I could crave forever

The way you looked at me with such love I thought would quench my open wounded vessel and yet

I’m finally wishing for another’s kiss

Another’s touch

Another’s love

And yet it aches to let you go as you push me.

It throttles my soul to release when you’ve already let go

And I know

Unrequited can’t quite bide it

Because I was never what you were looking for anyway

Was I.

-A🌹