Sweet words said have scarred my heart
His ghost stalks me while I’m dreaming
Soft peck kisses come in numbers
My lips hold back the desire to lock freely.
I’m alone at night, I cry out for him to be tangible to me.
He thinks the same then falls asleep.
Down to my bones I ache for you my sweetheart..
Yet you have you penalty. I know that.
I never thought I’d be so fucking weak.