My mistake..

I took him in like an abolitionist
I held him inbetween my fingers
and held his deep breathe in my ears
my mind automatically recorded every sound and movement between us
and I have yet to find the erase option.
Fleeting,
from one house to the next
leaving behind only a scratched watch that tells perfect time.
A handsome face sits in my head, smiling, out of deception.
I am not faded by that,
I know what you wanted,
you wanted to liberate yourself
at my exspense,
at the exspense that we will never really know eachother.
But I,
even more selfish than you, wanted to see what your faux liberation looked like.
My curiosity was more important than you, and me.
I regret nothing, and everything.
My only option is to light another candle,
set it on my window,
and expect nothing.
but hope for so much..