your safety is my responsibility -
and for the first time,
i felt quite safe,
that you possibly would be there
that you possibly wouldn't let what happened to me
happen to me never ever again.
you said the scent was not mine,
mera nasha chadhta hai.
that my scent is wine and drink,
and you inhale it like weed,
high on everything
you never thought it'd be.
that your work was missing me.
and i asked if you'd missed me this much
and wanted me this much,
why'd you keep looking away.
and you said
it was because looking at me
made you want to hug me
and i pulled you in,
your tshirt in my grip,
heavy breath, touching skin,
isn't this what you wanted?
darling, i know you did
because i could feel it,
the hunger within your skin.
and i felt the strength
in your arm
as you held me;
i have never ever felt that strength
f--king ever before.
