you over him

i find myself still thinking of you.

when i stay the night at his,

i sit thinking of what to do.

am i the only one who’s still feels this way?

although i have a lover, and i know you've got one too,

i can't see past his eyes without seeing you.

an arm wrapped around me tells me i'm not alone.

all he wants to do is touch me

i can't help but please him when

he's asking to be fed.

but you'd have something to say to me instead.

i don't think i love him,

and you make me prove my point.

how much longer i can last

is a mystery to us both.

the flowers from him sit in my kitchen,

they are dying slowly,

and there's nothing i can do to save them,

i can feel myself slipping from his arms,

and crawling into yours.

love me like he couldn't.

Author's Note

super evil poem. i've been having some troubles lately