Can we hold each other and forget that it is not love? No expectations. No future.
I’ll use you & you use me and we will be happy in our short lived, make-believe bliss.
It’s only going to last a day, our fake fleeting feelings..
But doesn’t it feel good? The flesh. The warmth. The soft.
It’s difficult to connect anymore so we make the most of it.
Even if it’s only superficial & for tonight.