f e e l s

I knew what you were thinking,

your eyes said everything.

Did you want me to still be aroused,

when you had your hands on me,

even while making me feel dirty?

What did you want me to feel?

When I didn’t allow myself

to feel, and to touch,

what did you think?

That it was another man’s touch

that I wanted?

What did you want me to feel?

How do you expect me to return your touch

knowing that you’re still thinking of me

as a cheating whore?

Well, what the fuck did you want me to feel?