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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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
