something in the orange

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he played zach bryan on the way home,

he sang while driving me to our spot,
he told me

"this is my song"

he parked on the last row in the parking lot

we talked
and

i ended up on top of him,
he held my hand and cuddled till i almost fell asleep

we kissed and it was something i was missing,
the only time i craved intimacy,

it almost didn't feel real because

i thought he wasn't gonna come back

i pushed myself to go to him,
and little did i know

he thought about me and tried to reach out

i feel like it was the universe way of telling me

"go to him tonight"

he played with my hair and kissed me all over

i felt his feelings,

i took my shirt off,
i wanted him to touch me

he took it off,
and began to be naughty when the time felt right

he kissed all over and sucked in pleasure and felt it in my stomach

butterflies began to fly,

he brushed his hands down my back,
i never wanted to go home

i haven't felt this way in years,
and i don't want it to stop

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