An Open Letter to the Girl in My Bed

 

An Open Letter to the Girl in My Bed

 

Remember when you asked if you could kiss me?

The light in my head went off.

We broke the barrier of friendship

and for the first time in a long time I felt hope

I guess my hopes were too high

When I realized

You were still hers.

 

Remember when you threw yourself at me?

The animal in my guts roared.

We broke through the door to my bedroom

and for the first time in a long time I felt passion

I guess there was too much passion

Because I forgot to ask if

You were still hers.

 

Remember when I put a stop to this?

My conscience betrayed my needs.

I broke off whatever you want to call this

and for the first time in a long time I felt guilt

I guess there was too much guilt

Because I hated that

You were still hers.

 

Remember when we pretended we never had that conversation?

My body overtook my mind

We broke the promise to stay just friends

and for the first time in a long time I didn't care

I guess I didn't care too much

Because I didn't bother asking if

You were still hers.

 

I know it hasn't been long but:

Remember when you fell asleep in my bed?

You're still sleeping there now

I broke off alone to go and think

and for the first time in a long time I feel content

I guess I feel a little too content

Because I finally know that

You aren't still hers—

 

—But you aren't mine either.

And maybe you never will be.

Maybe you're only using me, but I need you to hear this:

I know I'm nothing to you but

You make me feel alive

Even if it's all a lie.

 

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