Unsent Messages

Here I lay in our home yet I’m all alone, a single heartbeat quite and faint, I drove you away with my problems of loneliness and my yearn for physical love and affection, suffocated you to the point of leaving me to sleep alone, I’m sorry. All I wanted was love, was I asking too much? For a single tongue or a single fuck or even a kiss or two. Too much. I’m sorry I drove you away. My problems proving king to everything else, cry myself to sleep even with you here yet no comfort in sight. “I’m sad” I told you, I try to explain myself and still no comfort, no love. I’m still waiting for the lust in your eyes to come back but I’m sure now that it’s gone. It makes me cry, am I wrong to want these things? Perhaps you can’t fulfill my unfulfillable needs and I stay empty for eternity. Maybe a bit dramatic but my heart spit it out, gross and gooey full of emotion and hurt, I’ll feel better eventually.