lust

he needed love
he needed now
now he speaks of desire
what was he feeling before

he said he'd never be able to leave me
he said he would always be there to catch me
he rushed all the love
the flood swallowed us whole

in its wake
we try
to pick up the pieces
of the us we treasured
together

i needed attention
i needed to be needed
i needed his lust
then




{older poem from the ex. add those last four lines today. kinda so in love with it now. retrospect is 20/20.}