Selfish

 

he tried.

how can you not love a heart so true?
how can you not?

he touched me here, there.

"i need..."

i don't finish the sentence, half whispered,
half sighed.

he touches me,

"this?"

how can you not love a heart so true?

"you don't even realize, do you?
you don't even realize you are dreams come true."

i hang my head and search inside myself.

"no."

how can you not?

i can sense pain and disappointment,
heartbreak and heartache. it's coming
towards us at the speed of light.

i'd protect him from me if i weren't so selfish.

how can you not love a heart so true, denise?

i don't know.

he touches me.

"this? here?"

"i need..."

and the words fall apart in my head.

denise

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