sterling poems

i dont care for subtle wanting

i crave that deep, aching longing 

that hums in your bones and claws at your nerves

the kind that swallows you up

consumes your every waking thought

the longing that is desperate for attention

that needs someone to watch

as it tears your soul to shreds

and burns down the world you thought you knew

i need that longing

the kind that hurts

the kind that makes you wonder why you wanted to love someone in the first place