#you dont love me back

I’m starting to

Come to terms with

The fact that you’re out of my reach

That I can’t hold you

Even when you’re feet away from me

That the words coming out of my mouth

Are foreign to your ears

That my touch is cold, clinical

Compared to the warmth of their bed sheets

That whatever I thought we had

What I thought you were

Was nothing but a fantasy

That is starting to break