Empty Bed

I need some verbal affection, to go with all this sexual tension. You fill me mind with lusts and wanderings, but my heart is left with just wonderings. I want you to grab more than just my breasts, but my spirit, my mind, my breath. You tell me nothing and yet you keep asking for more, with your quiet conversations and loud hesitations. You act like my friend when we are in secret, but play pretend just to keep it. Am I only good for you in your bed? Till you are overwhelmed with what's in your head? You refuse to share anything concrete, but keep things flexible and sweet. My heart can not bend like yours, it longs and begs for more. One of these days I will walk out of your door. You will be left empty and scattered, why didn't you take the chance to say what mattered? Days and weeks, months and years will go by and eventually that hole in your heart will fade, like the smile on your face, the memories will just be erased.