Even stone cold sober

Alone with just my memories

My body whispers reminders of your breath

Your growls

Your smell (God I could live inside the curve of your armpit)

My body betrays me as I long for your quiet reassurance, yet still miss eating dessert

Until alone the pinpricks intrude

“Am I really lovable or do I just have soul snatching pum pum?”

When all I needed was for you to tell me just once I wasn’t on that limb by myself

Tell me how I drove you crazy because this, not only that, was soul searching too