i remember your warm body and i’ve been cold since you left

i wonder what turned you off. my brittle bones under your hands, or my gangly fingers in your hair? was i not what you were looking for, could you not see her in my eyes? i hope you couldn’t, i tried so hard to be all that she wasn’t. maybe that was my first mistake. i wonder what you saw that fateful night, how my flushed state in the dim lights of a house party caught your attention. the fireworks reflected in your eyes and in the touch of your hands. you held me close and we didn’t question it, never did. i would crawl into your skin, had you let me. and when my frame couldn’t fill the hole in your heart i would hold together the edges, a suture in a broken bone. of course it would never be enough, but i sure would try.

so i will wait for the next time you want me

like a dog with a bird at your door