Separation Anxiety (Seduce me-Abuse me-Baby, I'm Yours)

Every day that passes, every sun that sets, every day my pillow welcomes my head home, is another day without you. Another day away from you. Another day where the picture I keep of you in the wallet of my heart becomes a little less recognizable, a little more faded…

I’ve been holding on to a ghost. Clutching at the wind. Holding onto the whisper of something long gone.

Holding onto:

Memories of you that I used to cherish that are becoming harder and harder to recall. Things about you that used to make my heart race that now…illicit nothing. Nothing at all. Jaded. Cold. I look at you and I see the memory of love but not love…no, that ship has sailed…

“You’ve been lost.”

She was leaning over me, a palm resting on each of my thighs. Each of her fingers slightly digging into my flesh. Her breath smelled of cigarettes and sherry. Her cleavage just centimeters away from my lips.

I angled my face away from the swell of her breasts.

“I’ve been away.” I told her. “Just got back today.”

“I’ve missed you.” She said with a slight pout in her voice. It was an act, I knew, but that didn’t matter. I probably would have thought the better of it had I been sober but I wasn’t and so I was easily susceptible to every play at seduction that she made.

She ran one hand along the length of my thigh, setting the flesh beneath the skin of my jeans aflame with excitement.

I wet my lips.

“I’ve missed you too.”

I felt my eyebrows furrow themselves into a slight frown.

Did I really just say that?

“Where are you staying?” she asked. She knew she had me. It was time to reel this baby in.

“The same place as before.” I told her without the slightest hesitation.

What was I doing?

She stood up. Held out a hand. It was time to collect.

“We go?”

I gulped down the three fingers of UG & tonic that remained in my glass. Set the glass down on the table next to me. Stood up. She was almost as tall as me. I slipped a hand around her waist. I could feel my anticipation growing. I could feel my breath quicken. I could feel her eyes on me as she waited for me to say the words…

“We go…”

The above 400 words were made possible by the following;

1. “Dreaming With a Broken Heart” by John Mayer
2. “Closer” by Kings of Leon &
3. “Light Up” by Drake Featuring Jay-Z