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I didn't know it would feel like this That shallow kiss You grabbed my wrist The second and the first Were momentary bliss I was on cloud nine If only for a moment in time We only met twice I thought we'd been spliced It was warm, and it was nice I'd thought that maybe, you could be my first someone I'd promised myself - "I won't run" An awkward thank you My cheeks aflush I stepped away, And then came the hush Why does this feel so strange? Like my heart has decayed Brown, and withered A moth without its flame? It was warm, and it was nice. Still...we only met twice I suppose I was too ready to open the door Unfortunately, This has happened before Maybe if we were to meet twice more I might feel a flutter of desire, I'm sure Three days have gone, I wait, I stall I don't know how to feel at all Was it karma, or was it fate? Did the universe just spit in my face? I thought I had been brave - I said yes. I had stayed. I was willing to learn how love might taste, My heart might have bloomed in haste - not chaste But maybe that was the mistake. "The ones before were purely ****** "I'm not ready for love" He said, Something twisted in my chest I hoped it wasn't true, But I think you felt something different for me, than I did for you It seems you didn't want my feelings, My hopes, Or my dreams I think you only wanted my body Just to satisfy your needs I was ready Steady - And now, Empty But it was warm, and it was nice. We had only met twice.
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 5:47 AM UTC
The Shallow Kiss
I didn't know it would feel like this That shallow kiss You grabbed my wrist The second and the first Were momentary bliss I was on cloud nine If only for a moment in time We only met twice I thought we'd been spliced It was warm, and it was nice I'd thought that maybe, you could be my first someone I'd promised myself - "I won't run" An awkward thank you My cheeks aflush I stepped away, And then came the hush Why does this feel so strange? Like my heart has decayed Brown, and withered A moth without its flame? It was warm, and it was nice. Still...we only met twice I suppose I was too ready to open the door Unfortunately, This has happened before Maybe if we were to meet twice more I might feel a flutter of desire, I'm sure Three days have gone, I wait, I stall I don't know how to feel at all Was it karma, or was it fate? Did the universe just spit in my face? I thought I had been brave - I said yes. I had stayed. I was willing to learn how love might taste, My heart might have bloomed in haste - not chaste But maybe that was the mistake. "The ones before were purely ****** "I'm not ready for love" He said, Something twisted in my chest I hoped it wasn't true, But I think you felt something different for me, than I did for you It seems you didn't want my feelings, My hopes, Or my dreams I think you only wanted my body Just to satisfy your needs I was ready Steady - And now, Empty But it was warm, and it was nice. We had only met twice.
A brief spark that left more questions than warmth. Vulnerability, misread signals, and the ache of almost-connection.
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Aflame
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Aflame
29/F/New Zealand
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 5:47 AM UTC
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