#sentimentalbitch

Last Night I thought I felt your hand caressing my shoulder, my chest, my body, A subtle touch, so soft, and so kind, Transforming, to a rough, cold, Distant push, a sudden movement, An instinctive action, but, why? Last night, your hands over my lips, Navigated my body, led by a compass, A broken compass, with no definite direction, Moving only towards what felt right. Last night you whispered words, Your soft breath over my ears, a sound, It made me tremble, words, unspoken, Words not meant to be said, not here. Last night, you and I, we were one, A fire ignited, an explosion, Together we made the world shake, But it was too much all at once. You woke up in the middle of the night, You told me, it was a mistake, that I was, A mistake, but before you said it, I felt it, in that push, a rejection, From that sour kiss you gave me, That bite mark you left, your eyes, Staring not at me, but at the open window, There was an escape, right outside your window, And another right beside you. Last night was uncertain, It was a dream and a nightmare, How do I make you see that? How don’t you feel it? Tell me who did this to you? Searching for something to fill a void, That is big enough to drown in. Last night I swam away, An act of love, For me, an act of kindness, Like that first touch, but better. Last night I learned to love, What a joy, to have learned it, Swimming, in an ocean, That you tried to drown me in.