I can still taste your kiss on my lips
The one you gave me before
You reluctantly let go
With your hand on my left cheek
The last place you wanted to be was home
11:58 pm
With the rain sprinkling down
Nothing but clothes between us
Not one care to be found
We laugh in between kisses
Because we both know you have to go
But we're too young and in love
To care if time has an agenda of its own
My hand begs yours not to leave
As you slowly pull away
Our night may have come to an end
But I look forward to seeing you
On Wednesday