"i could hear his soft whispers in my ears,
i could hear his steady breathing hitting the back of my neck ever so gently,
i could feel his hands graze against the back of my body, caressing whatever he could
but then i turn around, and he's not there,
his touch, gone
his breath, no longer warming me up, instead, a cold gush of air envelops as i hold myself,
trying to forget my figment of imagination, struggling to find warmth.
because i knew exactly where he was,
tangled in someone else's arms."
-k.v.
