do i hold you because
i still want to,
or because i'm now stuck here?
do i love you because
i still mean it,
or has my love decided
that your arms are too small
to embrace it all?
i think,
i don't want to hold you
like i do,
i don't want to miss you
like you won't,
i don't want to kiss you
as if you mean the world to me
when you don't,
my heart is after more than
rapture, more than your
lust-filled kisses,
my heart is after someone
unlike you.
- is there any point in keeping this going anymore?
- crimsyy
a/n: Hey y'all!! I've been absent because Wattpad didn't allow me to upload my poetry because it was being glitchy. But I've been writing a lot, and I'm back!
