Unfinished, thoughts appreciated

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    WHAT I’VE LOVED
    Inspired by the novel “What I Loved” by Siri Hustvedst


    ONE.
    He seduced me with his fingers
    Skin against steel
    Her laughter rose and fell in the night
    As I stood there listening

    Forgotten
    Absence makes me lose him
    Until I walk past the unknown
    Turning my head, trying to take a peek

    Finally! The moment
    Insecurities fly free
    He’s laughing now
    And it was because of me

    Forgotten, again
    Absence to blame
    Until a chance
    What is he doing to me?

    Visits become more frequent
    Am I really here every day?
    “He’s in nearly all of my dreams..”
    “Must be a sign” a friend says


    TWO.
    There’s no reason for this
    We both have things to do
    It’s 3am, it’s getting late
    He’s moving closer

    Bending close
    Mind in a panic
    Is he really doing this?
    This can’t be happening

    Lips touch
    Hands move
    Skin ablaze
    No, I don’t want to stop

    Perfect, twice
    Fingers making pictures on my back
    He’s so warm, how is he this warm?
    Darkness

    Opened eyes
    This isn’t a dream
    As he grips me tight
    And kisses me through my hair




    THREE.
    Love
    All that there is
    Infatuation
    I can’t get enough

    Belongings packed
    I’m with you now
    As I always have been
    Just now, nowhere else to go

    Our love has gone
    She slipped away
    My heart has broken
    Are you okay?

    We’ll get through this
    Together
    Family
    We’ll just have to always remember


    FOUR.
    Insecure
    I think he’s starting to hate me
    What am I doing?
    I think I’m starting to hate me

    Can’t think straight
    Losing my grip
    If I feel so safe with him
    Then why do I feel like it’s all about to fall?

    Does he still love me?
    Like then?
    Does he hate it when I ask?
    I would

    How can I believe that he loves me
    When I can’t find a reason
    There isn’t a single thing
    I can pick

    Quiet, stoic, reflective
    Constant reassurance
    I hate putting him through this
    I’m trying to stop - He’ll get sick of this

    I hope he sees, this isn’t him
    I’m at war, with myself
    Or who I used to be


    FIVE.
    Unsure
    Scared
    He makes a decision
    That I force him to change

    Everythings been undone
    Shit, this hurts
    I had him in my head as the one
    Did it mean anything to him?

    I can’t let go of him this easy
    I had no idea
    It could break so easily
    Surely, it has to be harder
     
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