kisses

i'm 

putting kisses in my pocket

because i'm

afraid i'll never feel 

your skin against my lips

anymore.

so i spend the nights crying,

wasting away

to oceans on stark sheets,

eyes empty

and black and searching no more.

when i wake up,

you're somewhere else.

just like i knew,

like i said,

like i expected.

i reach into my pocket for a kiss.