He grabbed onto my face, pulling me to him.
We wanted to be free.
Yet every time we got close, we were pulled apart from each other.
Every last kiss,
His warm lips on mine,
The way our hands interlocked.
We knew this couldn't last,
On the last day,
He grabbed my face,
Full of tears,
And held me there.
Kissing me one last time,
But,
This wasn't like the rest.
When he left, my lips burned for more.
My eyes, red and puffy.
I couldn't understand,
'You're dreaming'
