By the time we see each other my sex will have been exhausted, every night I lay in bed craving your every inch.

By the time I see you my sex will have been wet, yearning for your touch so heavy, so right .

By the time you see me my sex will have been bitter, still hanging on tight to your every word.

By the time I see you my sex will have been hurt, not like our first time but hurt like our last.

By the time we see each other my sex will have been angry, upset at the way you let me think you cared. My sex will have been tired, strained from the stories you stick with and can’t get along without. My sex can’t live without you which is the downfall of my sex.

By the time we see each other my sex will have been exhausted.