Still

He is seeing someone else.

I should be fine.

I will be fine in time.



It wasn't Romeo and Juliet or even Ike and Tina.

It wasn't much.

It wasn't long.

It wasn't everything.



Still I miss it.

Still I want him.

Still I crave him.

Still...



The night is still

My heart

My breath

My love



And still I need

His call

His touch

His attention



Still I feel less

Still I want more

Still



I will forget him in time

The love

The touch

The passion



I will be alone

Left with my over analyzing

My desire

My fear



Still