the need for intimacy and a shared bed.
the complex.

you all kiss the foreheads
of your other women and tell them
they are the only ones and hold them in your arms
after you make your love and when you're done

you tell me that you just can't be without me.

the temporary fix to any man's straying heart
is a rough fuck on a mattress on the floor
that sees the skin of many men
and soaks the tears into it's fabrics when they leave
before the morning.

09/07/2007

Author's Note: you don't know me. or what it does to me. or how it feels. you have him. you always have. he just can't shake how wrong it feels and that's what keeps him coming back--the mistake he has with me. in the end i won't even have been an obstacle.

Posted on 09/07/2007
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