Please, keep me close, 
I hold fast to our vow. 
Let me live
in the little moments--
your head in my lap, 
skin delicate
beneath my fingertips. 

Let me cook with you, and
dance between recipe steps
in the warmth of
the stovetop light--
admiring the golden glow of 
the curves I memorized 
during our episode of
manic intimacy, our explicit exception, 
just protection for your first time. 

I last felt your arms around me, a week ago
Nothing have ever felt so cold
It seemed like you weren't even there
I tried my best to just forget
but your cold embrace kept haunting me inside
until my heart just collapsed