i’ll fuck you,
if you want.
cause i want it
just as bad as you do.
but i also want to hear the rustle of the sheets
when you turn over in the middle of the night.
i want to feel your hot breath on my neck.
i want the stubble on your chin to graze my cheek
as you kiss me gently on the forehead.
and when i whisper “goodnight,” you don’t have to reply.
just nudge me with your knee
or poke me with your elbow
I was just a place holder
I try to be angry instead of sad, but this just hurts the ones I love
which makes me so much sadder, and makes them angrier