The last time he blessed my skin with his eyes, I saw love — He looked away

The last time he smiled at me, I saw love— He looked away

The last time I felt his skin against mine, I felt love — He moved away

The last time his heart lived in his mouth, I heard love — He went away

He never stared long enough to catch my eyes undressing his fears and basking in all his beautiful imperfections

He never looked long enough to find the smile that was only meant for him on my face

He never stays long enough to watch all the love he has cast upon me rise from the pores on my skin seeking the warmth of his touch

He never listened well enough to my laughter to hear the voice of my heart yearning for his

He won’t look me in the eye — So he may never see.