Sunday you kissed my neck and when you walked away I felt empty inside.
Monday you couldn’t even be around me so you left without a word.
Tuesday you were on my mind as I picked flowers and I wondered why you were treating me like I was nothing.
Wednesday I told myself that we would never see each other again but I couldn’t help myself from looking at every biker on the street wondering if it was you.
Thursday I was fine until I saw your name. I sat on the steps where we were 2 months before. Funny how things change.
Friday I told you I missed you. That’s what 2 bottles of wine does..
Saturday I accepted things as they were and vowed to never get close to anyone ever again.
I was okay. I am okay Oh fuck I think I love you.
Thank you very much! That’s really sweet.