I’m not sure how to feel right now
But strip club lights and city nights are flashing in my mind
I know from experience that band-aiding the problem only makes it hurt worse
It’s temporary happiness to distract yourself from the pain and when the distraction stops...
It’s twice as painful as before.
I don’t want to run into anyone else’s arms
I don’t want to know what anyone else’s lips taste like
Or how long they’ll linger
I want our first kiss upon meeting
I want your lips lingering
I want countless kisses because we’ve been waiting so long and it’s just as good, if not better than we expected
I want your eager kisses in the fresh sheets when only the stars light the way