I saw you last night, you filthy man.
I saw you in your car, you picked me up like a stray dog, made sure I was safe and locked in before you drove away.
you pet my leg and told me you missed me.
I thought I missed you too.
I thought I missed the smell of your skin and the stubble on your cheek.
I thought I missed your ghostly figure and your slow words.
I thought I missed the way you demanded a quiet, submissive body.
the way you bit my neck.
the way you gave attention.
I saw you last night, you arrogant creature.
Full of distaste for my lifestyle.
Full of hatred for things I loved.
Full of doubt for my future.
I relaized last night, in your back seat, my hands pressed against the cold glass, that all you were was lonley.
I can still taste you on my tounge,
feel you crawling on my skin.
feel your teeth scrape my neck.
I saw you last night, you nasty figure.
You're the shadow of a stranger.
You're the blank bullet in a child's gun.
You can't reach me here.
You're nothing to me.