It felt like a gunshot.
Time freezing.
Hard breathing.
Everything coming to a stop.
But now I just feel numb.
I remember the trace of vanilla
that ran down your back.
I still feel your light crimson blush
that I truly love.
I often see your long rose hair
everywhere my eyes wonder.
But most of all
I will never forget the moment
when I saw your lips with his.
Sloppy and quick.
Obviously not planing to quit.
It felt like a gunshot.
Time freezing.
Hard breathing.
Everything coming to a stop.
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 6:31 PM UTC
It felt like a gunshot.
Time freezing.
Hard breathing.
Everything coming to a stop.
But now I just feel numb.
I remember the trace of vanilla
that ran down your back.
I still feel your light crimson blush
that I truly love.
I often see your long rose hair
everywhere my eyes wonder.
But most of all
I will never forget the moment
when I saw your lips with his.
Sloppy and quick.
Obviously not planing to quit.
It felt like a gunshot.
Time freezing.
Hard breathing.
Everything coming to a stop.
