​My hearts aches in a way only creatures of anguish could know. 

I tried to place you close and I thought you would understand. 
Your sloppy kisses and gentle flexing could not help me.

Nothing can.

No one will. 

I wonder what you felt inside of me? 

Loneliness or idle faces?
It’s in these places that I remember what you do to me.
But now I know, I know that you would not mind using me. 

Just like the others.