Your words fuck me.
Fill up my emptiness.
Promise and tease.
Empty promises. Only brief satiation. Left craving even more. Desire stronger. Now I need more.
I must have more.
I try to match your words. Feeble attempts at connection. Depths I can never attain.
I cannot find the fucking words.
Diving in, fingers grasping, cannot reach.
Return empty-handed, empty-hearted, mind full of desire. Fantasy. Unfulfilled. Lost again. Frustrated again. Fucked again. Ever empty.