i didn't know what it was.
i could not recognise the signs,
and i refused to believe the warnings.
to me, it sounded like warming.
like how the cuddle would last for ten seconds
and somehow, it would keep me warm for days.
i didn't know what it was,
love? maybe not. lust, maybe yes.
it wasn't destiny, or some odd predicament like that.
it was just about finding a piece of someone else
that fits exactly into my puzzle.
your palms, made to be placed on my hips,
your fingers, shaped perfectly to caress my breasts,
your lips, curved just right to kiss mine.
your soul, lost among the trees,
and mine, lost in the fire.
you taught me how to be invisible,
and now, it has become
my superpower.