I Love...Him?

when I'M
kissing HIM
I wish it was
YOUR arms
wrapped
around MY waist
YOUR fingers
hooked
in MY belt loops
pulling
MY hips
close to YOURS
I wish it was
YOUR lips
moving
so desperately
against MINE
YOUR hair
tangled
in MY fingers
and when MY lips
break
away from HIS
and WE
pull
into a hug
I look over HIS shoulder
wishing
it was YOURS
and a single tear
escapes
from MY eye
cascading
down MY cheek
until it finally
soaks
into the soft fabric
of HIS shirt
I wish
YOU could see
MY tears
and be there
for ME
when I
need YOU most.