Memories started to come back
Memories of me and you.
Memories of us

I thought of every moment we've had together.
Everything I saw reminded me of you.
I look at the sky and thought your name.

I look at the rain and I couldn't help but think about white shirts.

When I bit my lips I thought about how your lips tasted.

How my lips gently caressed yours.

When I looked at my hands I thought about how they fit perfectly into yours.

I would space out and think I would be kissing your neck while goosebumps ran up and down your legs.

I thought of every moment.
I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.
And tbh... I didn't want too.

today was the day I was getting you back.
nothing was going stop me this time.
everything was perfect.
it rained just like it did on our first day.
I had a white shirt on,
just like the one I wore that day, just like it.
everything was perfect.

as the rain fell from the sky all I cared about was you.
not if it was going to rain harder
nor if it was going to lighten up.
the only thought in my mind was... you.

I kissed you.
and I loved it.
God I loved it.
I loved every minute, every second.
I  loved the way you tasted.
how your lips felt on mine
how we were in perfect harmony with each other.
it was amazing.

then reality hit.
and she spoke.
she didn't want what I wanted..
she didn't want me the way I wanted her.
I didn't know her for long but I was broken
it wasn't suppose to hurt this much.
why does it hurt..