you hurt me.
looking at you tears at my sockets.
my hands encircle your vulnerability.
your moist breath condensates on my forearm.
i laugh, but i cry.
pressure.
i remember you when we first met.
i said to myself that you were the one.
indeed, i thought.
my love hurt me the most.
you stare at me.
intently...
...then dimly...
...then not at all...
i miss you already.
looking at you tears at my sockets.
my hands encircle your vulnerability.
your moist breath condensates on my forearm.
i laugh, but i cry.
pressure.
i remember you when we first met.
i said to myself that you were the one.
indeed, i thought.
my love hurt me the most.
you stare at me.
intently...
...then dimly...
...then not at all...
i miss you already.
