his head dipped in- so close that i could feel his hot breath against my lips.
skin so close that if i touched it everything would fall to pieces.
should i touch his lips and end this tension or let this space between us push us to edge?
every imperfection is crystal clear.
once we step back from where we are nothing can change the things we have already seen.
the thoughts, dreams, hopes, and wishes.
so as we sit here with this tension building,
should i give a piece of me and touch those lips that are so close to my skin.