I haven’t touched another guy since alex…. I never really thought I would well not for some time. I went on a few dates ….even tried it again with alex but knew none of these boys did I want my lips to touch with. Until you…. I let you kiss me… again… and again…. and then again when you pushed me against my car…. then again when you pushed me down inside my car…. then when I said wait and you said okay It felt good. I felt everything in my stomach unclench and every wall come down and I thought I would finally be okay For that feeling I lied For that feeling I entered another bedroom basement For that feeling I laid in your bed for that feeling I let myself go Then you dismissed me….I became a *****…to dramatic…blowing up your phone….annoying you…because clearly you had so much to do that didn’t involve me. But each time when I had you between my lips….you had the time to kiss me over and over you didn’t find me dramatic or ****** with your **** stuffed down my throat But I guess once you got what you wanted I was no longer something you wanted to deal with…
Sorry...I'm not sure if this is poetic or just something I needed to get off my chest. I'll probably take it down.