I always hoped you would come back
I remember on the video chat when she slipped away for a few minutes and there you were in the background silent... slouched down on a sofa chair and staring off into space. We both made it a point to say nothing to each other. 8 years ago you put your fingers in my mouth when we made love. Everything was dangerous, now everything is just comfortably numb. Still I wait, play your games the way you want me to play. It’s worth hurting to hold on to a hope that petty and sick. I hate you and love the memory of our first one hour kiss. God, that moment lasted forever.
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