Kisses in the car didn’t seem to reach as far as I thought they would
The taste of you was sweet but only for a while
*** in the dark didn’t seem to light the spark that I hoped it might
A backseat romance dead on arrival
Your hands on my skin wouldn’t let me win this game that we were playing
I rolled the dice anyway
Jul 27, 2024
Jul 27, 2024 at 6:35 AM UTC
Kisses in the car didn’t seem to reach as far as I thought they would
The taste of you was sweet but only for a while
*** in the dark didn’t seem to light the spark that I hoped it might
A backseat romance dead on arrival
Your hands on my skin wouldn’t let me win this game that we were playing
I rolled the dice anyway
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