This goes out to the ladies whose lip gloss is poppin
The ladies with the thick lips
The ladies who generously use Carmex
The ladies who **** a lollipop without giving a **** about context
It started when I was 15
She looked good
I looked at her perplexed
Something about her
It was complex
Her lips
So pink and so pretty
Couldn’t stop looking
To the point that they were alluring
I liked her
I wanted to kiss them
I’ve never been kissed
I wanted her to lick them
I ended up being dissed
But to be a realist, I wasn’t alone
By far...
When I said in a love letter
"I think you're hot and
You have some **** lips”
I was sure I held her in higher regard
That was my start
She was my star
She still is
But as soon as I saw some lips I wanted to kiss...
Her BFF,
Puckering her own pouty lips in my midst
And said this:
“Hi, **** lips.”
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 12:06 AM UTC
This goes out to the ladies whose lip gloss is poppin
The ladies with the thick lips
The ladies who generously use Carmex
The ladies who **** a lollipop without giving a **** about context
It started when I was 15
She looked good
I looked at her perplexed
Something about her
It was complex
Her lips
So pink and so pretty
Couldn’t stop looking
To the point that they were alluring
I liked her
I wanted to kiss them
I’ve never been kissed
I wanted her to lick them
I ended up being dissed
But to be a realist, I wasn’t alone
By far...
When I said in a love letter
"I think you're hot and
You have some **** lips”
I was sure I held her in higher regard
That was my start
She was my star
She still is
But as soon as I saw some lips I wanted to kiss...
Her BFF,
Puckering her own pouty lips in my midst
And said this:
“Hi, **** lips.”
A personal story about two of my high school crushes that were closely related. The soap opera that was high school. Ha.
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