" Was it wrong that
I dreamed of him?
Was it wrong that
I often thought about
what it would be like?
If we touched?
If we held each other
like the world had just caught fire? If he
kissed me like he was
trying to make me
shut the fuck up
for once? If we held
hands just one time to see
that spark of skin and
sin that I've been warned of?
I want to give him
Advil for this headache
and Tums for this
heartburn but is it wrong
that I want to give him
anything at all? "
― Christina Hart , Empty Hotel Rooms Meant for Us