We cooked Mac n cheese and you grabbed my waist.
We kissed like we were each others oxygen,
Like we hadn’t breathed since the last time,
Like our lungs craved the other’s breath.
You felt warm and safe,
As the thunder rolled,
You held me closer.
You felt like home.
We played house for a night,
And I saw what the rest of my life could look like.
But I knew that’s al we were doing,
Just playing.
Even tho it felt so right,
I knew it was just the moment.
So I woke in the morning,
Your warm body next to mine,
Kissed your sleeping soul one last time,
And closed that night in these words that I write.
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 5:08 PM UTC
We cooked Mac n cheese and you grabbed my waist.
We kissed like we were each others oxygen,
Like we hadn’t breathed since the last time,
Like our lungs craved the other’s breath.
You felt warm and safe,
As the thunder rolled,
You held me closer.
You felt like home.
We played house for a night,
And I saw what the rest of my life could look like.
But I knew that’s al we were doing,
Just playing.
Even tho it felt so right,
I knew it was just the moment.
So I woke in the morning,
Your warm body next to mine,
Kissed your sleeping soul one last time,
And closed that night in these words that I write.
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