The truth is
I stopped listening to your heartbeat
Not because I hate you
It's because I don't want to grow fond of it
***
I will never admit to you
About how you glow when you stood
Next to me, where you should be
I will never admit
How your heat tickles every cell in me
And making them more alive
than they should be
***
Oh, and the day you held my hand?
I don't remember it
I don't remember the date
I don't remember the time
I just remember how your hand
Felt right against mine