it all started with a little touch.
i fiddled with your fingers until it ended up intertwined.
i looked at you and you looked back,
just an inch of space between us.
you whispered to my ear and i listened.
suddenly, your lips were on mine.
the sudden action reminded me that i had no skill when it comes to responsiveness.
i felt embarrassed but brave to admit because of these feelings.
i told you i didn’t know how to respond back and you said you’d teach me tomorrow.
how i long for tomorrow to come,
but dreams don’t have tomorrow,
it’s all in our heads.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 10:28 AM UTC
it all started with a little touch.
i fiddled with your fingers until it ended up intertwined.
i looked at you and you looked back,
just an inch of space between us.
you whispered to my ear and i listened.
suddenly, your lips were on mine.
the sudden action reminded me that i had no skill when it comes to responsiveness.
i felt embarrassed but brave to admit because of these feelings.
i told you i didn’t know how to respond back and you said you’d teach me tomorrow.
how i long for tomorrow to come,
but dreams don’t have tomorrow,
it’s all in our heads.
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