I can't sleep next to others anymore.
I'd love to say
it's because they are not you,
that I grew half-dependent
on your body next to mine.
But this premise fell apart
and the lack of you was merely
the final nail
on the wood
and now, you see, I wonder
at the probability of it all.
Deprive a person of one thing
and soon they grow an allergy to it,
it goes hand in hand with obsessive hunger.
I grew used to
never sleeping beside you.
Sleeping next to others
deprives me of the absence
of the shape of you.
Except that too
is fading.
I'd love to say
it's because they are not you,
that I grew half-dependent
on your body next to mine.
But this premise fell apart
and the lack of you was merely
the final nail
on the wood
and now, you see, I wonder
at the probability of it all.
Deprive a person of one thing
and soon they grow an allergy to it,
it goes hand in hand with obsessive hunger.
I grew used to
never sleeping beside you.
Sleeping next to others
deprives me of the absence
of the shape of you.
Except that too
is fading.
Beautiful and heartbreaking poem. Your poems say so much. Thank you for sharing these intimate parts of you.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήThank you for always taking the time to read them xx
ΔιαγραφήSomething I am undergoing right now in my life makes me want to hug this poem you have written
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήThis made me cry. Thank you for sharing this.
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