Etched in Me.

He does not desire me, yet I still yearn for him. He has forever etched a part of himself deep in me. He shall always remain there even if the space is now empty. He may have left, but he did not leave me empty. There is a desire that lingers after having felt his fingers on my body. It may have been a short light touch, but he jolted through me. That jolt is forever burned in me.

-AW