I had his cock inside me
had his skin against mine
I had his breath in my ear
and it wasn't enough,
nearly enough

I wanted him to touch me
I wanted him to really
touch me
like he cared what my body felt like
like he knew that I was there
maybe even like
he cared

'Cause when I'm with him
I don't exist
when he's fucking me
I'm not real
and I don't know who I am
or where

And I wish I knew
what he wanted from me
wish I could be
what he wants me to be
wish there was a way
to take it back

It might be nice
for a change
to make love one more time
or at least
have sex with somebody
who gave a shit
and noticed me

go back

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© Honey Laura Clark