Poetic Break: Aching Bones

So basically forget the fact that I was going to post my London trip... no happening. I'm entirely too lazy to type up 3 weeks worth of journal entries... anywho... I am returning to writing poetry. yes. that is write. Samantha as a poet is back. Here is something that I wrote as part of a poetic composition class. The title is Aching Bones.

Once again I crawl back into your bed.
Naked, with my heart dangling on by a thread.
Tangled as one, our bones begin to ache
You're my one bad habit I cannot break.
Three months ago you decided to leave,
And for three lonely months, my heart did grieve.
I'm living everyday with your goodbye,
But we always come back, We don't know why.
The touch of hot skin reignites the flame
of previous years. Tell me you're the same.
You hold me like you did so long before
This time you are not mine. Of that I'm sure.
You're body's a playground for my fingers,
When the warmth is gone, the feeling lingers.
Pouty and clumsy lips I here to trace
Then you brush back my hair and kiss my face.
Tears build up, there's so much I want to say,
Like I love you, and wanted you to stay.
Scared, I just bite my tongue and stay silent,
And turn away from you -- my torment.
"I love you, but we can't make it right now"
you said. Agreement to this I avow.
This does not stop the pain I feel inside.
Perpetually, our hearts will collide
Until we learn how to stand on our own
Or grow old together with aching bones.