I pull the covers over my head. I cave into my bed. It's been 3 months and you're still eating at my head.
You saw me. My mind exposed with every feeling. My sad sorry soul salivating on your scent. I am so sad but this was the best I'd ever had. Yet, I cave in and fall back asleep and slip through the cracks into my own nightmare.
This descend to the bottom, where everyone can see me drown. They've seen this trick before, the now how it goes but I don't know myself. My mouth is dry and my lungs collapse inside. The sun shimmering through every face in the crowd shares a face with you.
I wake up, mouth shut, with a wiped memory and half healed cuts. I pretend i never felt this feeling. I know your sad but you were the best I never had. So I cave in and fall back asleep.