Iโ€™m Not A Woman

Author: Leah Mockridge

Iโ€™m not a woman
Iโ€™m a fleeting feeling 
A good time call 
The love you seek after the last round
I want to be the one you come home to
Even if itโ€™s only for the night 

Iโ€™m not a woman 
Iโ€™m red skids on your shirt collar
And scratches down your back
A reminder of the body we shared 
I want to be found   
So I find myself falling into any arms that open for me  

Iโ€™m not a woman 
Iโ€™m the stain on your sheets
An impression in your memory foam
a bruise on your neck 
I want to slip out of my skin
Because men like it more when itโ€™s crumpled on their floor 

Iโ€™m not a woman 
Iโ€™m your phone blowing up 
Ten missed calls
And unread texts 
I want to test you 
To see if I still matter in the morning 

Iโ€™m not a woman 
Iโ€™m a phantom left longing 

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