if you ever find me

i want you in my bed next to me. not just for the way your body would fit against mine, but for the silence that would finally feel right. i know you exist. i feel it in moments i can't explain, like my body is waiting for someone it’s never met.

i think about you more than i should. how your skin might feel under my hands, how your eyes might look at me like i’m worth staying for. and maybe that’s where i fall apart. i don’t know if i’ll be enough when you finally show up. maybe you’ll see right through me.

but i still want it all. the kisses that last too long, the slow mornings, the nights where nothing matters except you pulling me closer. i want the softness, the affection, the hunger & the way love feels when it’s finally real.

and if somehow you ever find me, i hope i don’t ruin it.