And as we lay here in my bed, my fingers twisted in your hair
I breathe a sigh of relief, For the heaviness of today has been left on the sheets
Your chest still moving a little more rapidly than before And I can just about make out the faintest of red in your cheeks as the dim light of my bedroom washes over you
And I know that this was just lust
The taste of you still echoing in my mouth as you stand up to leave
Yet
I find myself late at night wondering if I wasn’t the only one
The only one of the two of us waiting to hear words of heartfelt meaning
The breath left shadows in my ears as you pulled in a little closer
Those little gasps that left my lips of pleasure and deep seated regret
That we perhaps should never have met at all
At least then, it would be less painful to brush past you.
About the Creator
Amelia Scott
Documenting the day-to-day goings on in my head and in the city 😊

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