To my internet (ex)boyfriend

Sweet doubting thing,
I remember you saying
how you picture us meeting in person,  
at a bar, and how fun that would be.  
I recalled typing "haha" when I want to say so much more,  
and now we don't talk anymore.  
I should've said "Come a little closer,  
there's a certain radiance in your lips  
and I like the way it burns." but I didn't. I am sorry.  
You'll never guess how often I daydream  
feeling your teeth on my skin,  
my shoulder in your mouth.  
You have to know that you are not  
just a college experiment,  
or a midnight hypothesis,  
or a mouth-to-mouth way to make the world jealous,  
but you are not love.  
Sorry that I merely yearn for beauty.  
I simply want to steal new pears  
and rub my teeth against your milk-flesh.  
I am loop-stitched with craving  
and you are not to blame.  
I am not a selfish girl,  
but I have a soft mouth  
and I want to taste it all.
Written by heyycyanides (Joa)
Published | Edited 5th Sep 2019
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