Netflix and Chill

Twin beds were not made for two people. 

But hey we made it work. 

Your arm was around me,

Pulling me closer to you even though it’s about 90 degrees in here. 

I felt your fingers running through my hair as you attempted to be sweet. 

But really it felt like you were petting me like a dog. 

When buried my face in your chest,

I thought I would feel safe and complete. 

Instead, all I could think of was how you were nothing like him. 

I could tell you wanted to kiss me, with your fingers hooked to my belt loop and hand pressed against my back. 

But I just felt nothing.

There was no spark, no rush, no excitement. 

I was hot, sticky, and tired. 

I didn’t want you. 

I wanted him.

Reviews

[A.marie.speaks]

this was great. I could relate and the title is perfect. I hate this "Netflix and chill" attitude it is such a careless, meaninglessly fake love. I found a bit of humor in it and I thought that those lines made it that much more real. thanks for sharing!

[Coyote Poetry]

The need and want of love. Winners and losers. Sometime we can end up in the wrong place. I like the honest tone leading to the truthful ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote