I kissed you
on the lips.
The frigid December air engulfed
every since of my skin
like your hands used to.
But they found their way back comfortably around my waist
like they had never left,
like the didn't now belong
around someone else's.
I knew then
that there was something unbelievably right
about a moment that was so wrong.
But our lips found a way home
and every emotion I had failed to feel in an entire year
came rushing back to my mind.
And all of the tears I had not cried on all those nights
when I missed you finally came to me.
But you were no longer mine
and I was not yours
and out lips remembered that it was 3 am
and we should both be somewhere else.
I still remember the look on your face
when I stepped out the car
like you had so much more you wanted to say
but it's been a year now
and you still haven't said it.
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC
I kissed you
on the lips.
The frigid December air engulfed
every since of my skin
like your hands used to.
But they found their way back comfortably around my waist
like they had never left,
like the didn't now belong
around someone else's.
I knew then
that there was something unbelievably right
about a moment that was so wrong.
But our lips found a way home
and every emotion I had failed to feel in an entire year
came rushing back to my mind.
And all of the tears I had not cried on all those nights
when I missed you finally came to me.
But you were no longer mine
and I was not yours
and out lips remembered that it was 3 am
and we should both be somewhere else.
I still remember the look on your face
when I stepped out the car
like you had so much more you wanted to say
but it's been a year now
and you still haven't said it.
Wrote this a while ago and found it in an old notebook
