Drifting.

You used to want me.

I was your first thought waking up.
I was the last thought on your mind before sleep.

I made your blood flow in places meant for the bedroom.

Your words soft and sweet and the strongest caffeine.

You stopped saying good morning and nights got busy.

I wish you had just told me what was happening instead of leaving me feeling like I was crazy.

I don’t need you but I wanted you to stay.

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