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.
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.