Something of little importance,
yet with self awareness.
A glimpse of a future, while standing in the present moment.
Trying to remain contained but I couldn’t compose it.
Hopeful and intrigued.
You captured me.
My body longs for yours next to mine.
Wanting us completely entwined.
Sweat dripping down, hot as the summer sun.
In my spirit you were the only one.
Waiting patiently for that point of no return.
Where I couldn’t grasp thoughts anymore,
when I allow my physical to take control.
You have me right where you want me,
So far in.
I cant forget the feeling,
of your breath upon my skin.
The panting and moaning,
love making and groaning.
I believe solely in this act for procreation and nothing else.
9 months later giving birth in a hospital room with noone to help.
So much for procreation,
it was nothing more to you than just fornication,
The feelings we once shared, I no longer felt.
Because in the end I simply f*cked myself.
Alone,Pregnant,Abandoned,Survivor,Strong and Independent Single Mother