Every touch on the lip, has stopped on that cemented walkway outside my condo. Trying to lean him towards the brick house to come inside, but forever failing in his aura
A kiss is all that happens.
A kiss is the only thing there.
....and as I stare out my window to see the sidewalk he opens his mouth to say hello, but instead disappears without saying goodbye.
I dream of him to knock on my front door and hand me some tickets to see my favorite rapper perform live in my face.
Deserving a little is a promise. I can't beg for that would be pleading.
Wanting a little is just sad
Needing a lot is a warning
Waiting for awhile is all that can happen.
I walk along the crooked path one last time, wanting to speak. Needing more than a kiss, deserving another foot in my house, and waiting for him to turn his adolescent body towards my front door. Thinking, this will turn out like a dream....
A gun pulled out from a car window, sending us to the lawn which turned out like a nightmare. Pleading in my mind to move, begging on my broken knees for another word to be spoken. Somehow it did and he looked at me.
But, I opened my mouth first.
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Sidewalk Kisses
FanfictionA short story/poem, that somewhat takes place on the sidewalk, about a 20 year old girl trying to get her boyfriend in the house, but without pleading for him to come in.
