May 27, 2015
A kiss
I’ve grown to know that sometimes, a kiss is just not worth it. It’s not worth the way my heart bruises my chest and It’s not worth the way my lungs scream for a break.
A kiss is not worth the shivers down my back or the way my pupils dilate.
A kiss is not worth losing myself on someone else, someone who will never deserve and will never be worthy of the way my skin crawls for they will never feel the same.