Loveless

I lay in the bed of a man I barely know

And although he was just inside me,

Now he cannot be bothered to touch me, distancing himself on the bed, keeping his arms at his sides.

And I’m thinking of you,

When we laid down in the backseat of your Buick, your arms around me, telling me you wanted to give me what I never had.

I think of your soft hair, and the way it felt under my fingers or against my skin as you kissed down my chest.

I think about your eyes, those beautiful eyes, that are looking at other girls now, the way you looked at me.

I feel my heart break in this moment, as I realize I love you.

The man beside me stirs,

And I let him take me one more time,

But my thoughts never leave you,

And when he is done and falls back asleep, still not touching me, I let myself cry.