The fact is – I need you

I’m cursed with a propensity to love hard

On my list of best things I never had

I need you to answer my fucking phone calls

         It’s so simple, but it’s everything

I need you – to make love to me

         Lay my head on the flames on your chest

I can’t think in here

The affection of a Virgo

I need you to tell me that my hopes are real

Make me feel right

I need you to render me speechless

Categories: Journal Entries, Memoir, Poetry

Tags: Abandonment, Breaking Up With Boyfriend, Dating, Emotional intimacy, Loss, Poetry, Reflections, Relationships, Romance, Separation, Single Life