Speena

The one that I wanted that time,
There's no mistaking it, it was you

Shut up in a small and sunless room
I wanted to be touched
You're everything
If you won't be mine
Then I don't need anything else

Forcing up a little bit of frustration
I just want you to stroke me
If you know everything about me
Then you know you've won me over
Keep me around

The one I wanted that time
Thank goodness that
I shaped you
With a feeble laugh and dog-like eyes

Prying open my closed journal
I write the next entry
By myself
You won't forgive me for the crimes I've committed
I should accept that

The one I wanted that time
I peered at a version of you reflected in the mirror
That looked like me
It was my discarded courage