Poems

missing you

I would take down
All the stars in sky
Just to feel your hands on my skin
One last time.
To feel how your fingertips lightly danced just underneath my rib cage.
And how your kisses robbed me of my ability to breath.
And how your hands tangled in my hair made me forget how sad the world was, and how I could never feel good enough, and how angry you always were, it made me forget all of that.
Our bodies tangled in the dead of the night and our teeth grazed each other's skin.
And I can't help missing that.