We wanted the same things,
but didn’t communicate it
we wanted a sex
connection
and what could be called love,
but not romance
I’m a hopeless romantic
but I don’t like romance
just sex
and vibes.

We just wanted to come home after school
and escape into each other
No candles; just fire
No hearts; just lips

But we didn’t communicate it,
so when school was over
and there was nothing to come home from
we went away
and never returned
because we didn’t communicate it.

I know there is an absence
but words fail to sound so
kisses fail to fall
and it all
hurts me
ever so
silently
but I didn’t communicate it

because I am
over you
but wish I was on
top of you,
still.

The world was still.
Time stood still
although there was always a time you had to leave looming at the distant end of the tunnel…
It Came.