Hanging on your every word

It is not initially what you say that upsets me, but my own mind interpreting your words a million different ways.

Tell me again

“Oh my god…. you feel so good..”

                     “I’ve been saying that in my head for the past twenty minutes.”

 

I have seven more days here.

Seven more days  until I am lonely and scared again. Seven more days with you.

We both know that we’re avoiding the conversation.

I can’t stop assuming the worst..

Are you going to deal with this by pushing me away,

like you’ve always done?

Did you just say those things for the moment?

 

                     “I love making love with you.”

“I don’t want to stop..”

                     “It’s okay; I’m not going anywhere.”

04/06/14

That was among the best moments of my life.