You ain't the one

I carve for a man who knows how to caress my body, Cherish all my flaws along with admiring my curves. Unfortunately, you ain't the one. Every now and then when I want to be loved, you call it lust.. It's not, it's just my nipples that have become hard, But my heart remains cold and frozen from inside.. After that moment where you have made me feel intensely small, You wrap your arms around me, waiting for me to reciprocate so that your male ego remains strong. Sadly, I can't.. My eyes don't want to delve into yours, for you have caused me the sudden ache, A pinching feeling, starting to flood my body, my veins, my thighs, and fueling my overthinking brains.. I fall on the ground grasping for air, wanting some space, perhaps a new location could help.. Such unresolved feelings broiling inside, I feel close to being a grenade, On time clock and can any time explode..