Today we discussed 

the possible us 

in you and I.

Every syllable spoken 

left me burning 

to cry.

A home made 

meal

matching socks,

toe to heel

a couch,  a movie

on just an ordinary Tuesday

Your  hands 

in my hair

whilst mine 

roam your hips.

More tears, 

as we may never 

have this.

Unacceptable,

regrettable pain 

that I’ll name

The Dark Abyss.

.j.