Your lips are on mine kissing like the first time only this time, your lips aren’t moving like mine

   slowly,
        tasting,
             dancing at the right speed while yours…..

yours aren’t moving the way mine do feeling as if we are intertwining

yours are moving to its own beat trying to ****** while mine are trying to melt into yours

This feeling is fading like the hair covering your age

it’s not growing
        slowly slipping away into nothing

Now you’re saying that you love me but your actions are getting closer feeling me not out of love but lust

You’re craving….. craving something you’ve watched and can pretend it on me so you can experience this feeling with them

Them meaning the ones you’ve seen the ones you’ve talked to told what to do so when you tell me to touch my body it doesn’t feel the same because you may be telling me but you’ve also told them

You don’t love me
you love the fact that you’re with someone who is younger.
***** still tight body still young just like the others you lust over

Now im sitting here in our bed the same bed you’ve seen them in and I can’t get this feeling out of my head
So
Why is this different?