I felt you last night
through the sheets and comforter
And the quilt on top for good measure
You were curled up into yourself
arms tucked behind your knees
to pull your legs ever closer
I was lying on my back
with my head turned to the left
in an effort to keep my earbud in
You sounded like you were dreaming
mumbling something incoherent
But I heard one thing clearly:
“You’re delusional” you said
and what could I say to that?
Nothing, that’s what
And then you went quiet for a while
and you drew your legs even closer
as you started biting through your lip
When you left you kissed me
and I tasted metal for a moment
until you sank back into the mattress
And tears started pooling on my pillow
as I wondered if you’d ever come back
to see me, and if you’d really be there
But I knew you wouldn’t
at least not that night
The batteries had died.
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