It’s beginning again…
That uncertainty about whether you’re feeling it too.
I can swear you looked sad when I was leaving
But maybe that’s just me?
Can it ever be ?
For once you have more to lose than I do.
My boundaries are always blurred
Something tells me yours are more defined
My intentions were pure … are?
But the shift was sudden in the gloom
And I felt the heat emanate from me into the room.
You must have felt it. Others have felt it before.
I swear I’m not a whore.
You know what I’m like
So you were expecting this.
I was too if I’m honest.
You have been healing me
But in doing so, have brought about a new sickness
One that leaves me sweating in the night
Wondering. Longing. Hoping.
Wretched once more.