As I asked repeatedly if you were mine with the answer just the same, I felt the infatuation slowly creeping out of my system.
As you repeated I was yours and you were mine, our bodies intertwined and your hands touching everywhere you've ever wanted, I lost all the sparks.
I already had you.
I guess all I've ever wanted in my life are things I'll never have.
YOU ARE READING
Heartlines
Poetrypoems. prose. nonsense. (some are in filipino) published: april 25, 2019 completed: may 28, 2019