We were going to talk for the first time in a while.
I doubt you will speak, I doubt you will smile.
But what do we know; we are juvenile.
I don’t want to defile,
but it went great,

Thanks for the smile.

sapphire nights
spent with your body
pressed on mine,
hearts racing
stars aligning
moonlit promises
forgotten by dawn,
each bittersweet memory
a reminder
of what could have been.

She doesn’t want to be loved, just wants to be felt.
She wants a full feeling, not something fulfilling

I lit a cigarette
in hopes of washing the taste
of your lips away.
I exhaled fumes of hate
as I try to hide what
I wanna say.

While the nicotine fill my lungs,
itching and tickling
every inch of my teeth.
Only you make flowers grow
in my rib cage and although they are beautiful,
I can't ******* breathe.

You asked me to throw it away just as i
finished lighting my cigarette.
The tip burning the nicotine as the fumes
turn us to a mere silhouette.
You love me, you said. You only don't want these
**** things take me from you.
I believed you then as much as i want to tonight
but i learned you're something killing me too.