Hands


It’s nights like tonight I wish you were here.
It’s nights like tonight I wish I didn’t have so many demons to battle
It’s nights like tonight that I remember his hands on my body and my body not knowing what to do.
It’s nights like tonight I wish I could forget his hands burning through my skin.
I wish I could forget the way my body moved and ached for someone else’s hands.
Your hands.
It’s nights like tonight I remember your hands on my body and my body falling into place.
Safe.
Comfortable.
Calm.
It’s nights like tonight I wish you were by my side to remind me that those hands aren’t going to touch me again and those hands are not these hands and these hands are your hands.

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