I Shouldn't

I Shouldn't
Miss you, but I do.
It's hard to breathe sometimes
because I'm realizing you don't miss me.
Lord knows I gave it my all,
and I can say honestly, you tried.
I miss your touch so much.
Late at night, alone.
I dream of you.
I close my eyes and imagine you there.
And with slick fingers
I induce orgasm
The stimulation is alien
Yet I imagine you there
Visualizing you
The mind is a beautiful liar
And I'm still here begging it to deceivve me