i should love you less
i know that
what do you think i do when you’re away? once my clothes forget your scent, and i lie about the clarity in my head
how dare i wander further
i was wrong to touch you, to believe satisfaction is tamed by connection, to believe the memory of your skin beneath my fingertips wouldn’t haunt me until my entire body knows your texture and you know mine
i should love you less
and then i’ll forget the sun too













