the last time
you kissed me
you held my
face and didn't let go.
you stared
and stared
and i was so naive
that i just smiled back
insisting i had to go,
you let me go
and it
hurts that you did as
you didn't fight for me to stay
even though you knew
it was the last time
our lips would touch
YOU ARE READING
for him,
Short Storythere are times i wonder, does the beat of your heart quicken at the sound of my name? (enjambment + lower case is intended)
