You didn’t love me
but sometimes it felt like you did;
especially when you poured your skin over mine
like chocolate melted over caramel.
You would hover over my existence
as if you were trying to see deep into me.
Like my eyes held the key to some
You’ve traced the moles of my body from my face
to the soles of my feet.
Made your own map of discovery to
the special part of me made only for you.
I couldn’t make you love me
couldn’t make you believe that my love
is strong enough to cross seas of any size
but you did.
Just when I thought that I’d
have to learn to
love someone else;
you carried yourself back