Nicole Johnson

We’ve been here before—
Eying each other through Plexiglas.
I want to be close to you right now.
I can feel my feet drifting toward you.
I have no other choice but to follow.
The closer I get the more I feel it.
You made me feel needed.
I needed to know that I was wanted.
My lips moist from the anticipated reunion.
I’m not strong enough to turn you down.
I want to keep you around.
My body aches whenever I think of you and a single tear escapes.
I want to be embraced and feel that blissful numbing sensation as we escape through the high.
I have nothing without you.
I am nothing—that much is true.
The feel of you upon my lips as you slid down my body is as close to home as I’ll ever get.