As soon as I knocked on your door that night I wished I had the strength to turn and run
It was bitter cold for a reason
The dents and scuffs across your door were almost like caution tape
Warning me of drunken late night battles with your thoughts and with her
But the way you looked at me when you opened the door
You walked straight to your bedroom and the way you turned so swiftly
Your voice so bittersweet, whispering 'come here'
with glossy blood shot eyes and a cheshire cat smile
I felt the hair stand on the back of my neck as I found myself crawling into your extending arms
Your heart was racing, you asked me how it felt and demanded me to stop shaking ******
Pillow talk and strawberry Absolute lips
I've wanted this for a long time you said
You repeated it with every exhale and clenched my wrists with every inhale
I'm still holding on to this moment