Last night, you left me surprised. You stormed out the door, muttering a stupid lie.
Time is moving faster than I thought. Our relationship now feels like an air tight balloon just before it's about to pop.
When you came back home, you apologized.
'Honey I swear, I was just having a rough time.'
I wonder, what am I going to do after you leave. You and I both know that we were never meant to be.
I don't love you, but I can't be on my own. Because in your addicting kisses, I have now found my home.
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Cocaine kisses
PoetryOnce upon a time, we shared our wicked blisses. But in the end, they were nothing but cocaine kisses. Highest ranking: #42 in poetry