I touched him. From brain to body, in ways I couldn’t quite understand. But he did and for him, that was all that mattered.

I have drafts about your neck on my lips like a library has shelves. It was all in vain and you were all in my veins.

I couldn’t sleep without you. Not because I needed you, but because your body was a temperature I was used to being next to.

I gave you my mind and body, but the most important thing, I gave you my soul.