You’re something I can’t comprehend but feel
Always in denial.
We both know I’m not available
We could try, but not in this timeline
Unexpected turns,
Unexpected mourns
This is us.
The undebatable truth.
Beneath your touch,
I crawl back again
Pull away.
Still gripping what should never have been
Heavy breathing behind our ears
Too loud for something that’s too gentle
Friction in motion.
How I wish it were only us
Reflexes on skin
I don’t want to miss what I’ve already missed
Restraint in my blood
You’re too good to be despised
And it’s killing me
This is us.
The unattainable long-lasting touch.