i know what it's supposed to be
and it isn't this.
your hands are not his hands
your mouth is not his mouth
it isn't his arms holding me
and it's not him behind me
it's not your fault that when i close my eyes i'm thinking of his face.
it's not your fault i still bite back his name.
i cover my skin over and over again
but i can't recapture that feeling.
will anything ever compare?
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