so much time has passed but somehow
I still feel like the immature, ignorant
girl that I was three years ago.
I love you just as much, maybe more
than I did all those years ago. Your
voice still makes my skin tingle,
though now it is something
completely different. Time and
intimacy have changed me for the
worse. Your hands danced across my
skin before, we were children then.
I never knew the full effect of it all,
never quite knew the terrible depth
of the consequences that followed
when you press skin against skin.
Body against body. I thought I knew
the extent of it all, but we were just
children then. How could I have
known that things can change so
intensely? It hurts, oh God it hurts.
Do you feel the same?
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 7:54 AM UTC
so much time has passed but somehow
I still feel like the immature, ignorant
girl that I was three years ago.
I love you just as much, maybe more
than I did all those years ago. Your
voice still makes my skin tingle,
though now it is something
completely different. Time and
intimacy have changed me for the
worse. Your hands danced across my
skin before, we were children then.
I never knew the full effect of it all,
never quite knew the terrible depth
of the consequences that followed
when you press skin against skin.
Body against body. I thought I knew
the extent of it all, but we were just
children then. How could I have
known that things can change so
intensely? It hurts, oh God it hurts.
Do you feel the same?
