I miss you
I really do
I can't stop
I wish I could
But I crave you
I wanna make out at the park again
I wanna bite your lip and make them swollen
I wanna touch and tease you
You're driving me wild
I can't stop
Please come back
I miss you
YOU ARE READING
Poetry and Thoughts
Poetrythings I think and write, no reason to be. some have meaning, most don't.
