i did something with someone new
in an attempt to make myself move on
i told myself if you could move on that fast
then so could i
but i did this at what cost?
because the feeling of his lips on mine
didn't compare to the feeling of yours
the way he kissed my chest
the way that he held me
the weight of his hips slamming between my legs
none of it compared to the way you did it
and i really didn't feel
anything good
out of that at all
because nobody fucking compares to you.
YOU ARE READING
it's all ur fault
Randomhow this boy broke my heart and how it felt when everything crashed down this is rlly messy idk i wrote it while i cried and i didn't edit it
