This feeling in my throat..

I thought he was looking, but he wasn't. I thought he reached to touch my arm, but it was just the lighter in his pocket. I thought he did. I thought he was. I thought I felt him holding me, but those were my fingers running down my wrist. I thought he was real. He wasn't. He isn't. I thought I woke to meet his stare, but there were no eyes in the dark. I thought the sheets were warm, but my palm was chilled by the open air. I thought for once I was good enough, but I wasn't. I thought, but I didn't think. I THOUGHT, but I didn't stop to THINK