she no longer feels for him.
everything i felt for you tonight was a lie,
a fabrication of my desparate mind and more desperate loneliness
when you touched me i believed
in the colors that vibrate in your chest
that we could love
unblinded
that you would know me.
when you touched me i believed
in a language without words
this lie i told myself
your passion slated, empty-handed and hollow
i will sleep on the floor to avoid the deception of your body touching mine.
a fabrication of my desparate mind and more desperate loneliness
when you touched me i believed
in the colors that vibrate in your chest
that we could love
unblinded
that you would know me.
when you touched me i believed
in a language without words
this lie i told myself
your passion slated, empty-handed and hollow
i will sleep on the floor to avoid the deception of your body touching mine.