He said, "you're my angel."
And with that his lips met mine.
He said that kiss
would last forever.
But he broke it off.
He did the unimaginable.
Broke what we called love.
Hurt and anger was all I felt.
Hurt from the broken feeling in my heart.
From the broken promises made over time.
And the knowledge of knowing
he was gone.
Just knowing I could no longer
turn to the person I talked to most.
That hurt the most.
I stopped thinking of him
but I never forgot
how he made me feel.
Those butterflies I felt
from those pointless texts.
The smile that came when I heard our song.
His hand in mine, his mouth on mine.
I talked to another guy.
He was truly just too far away.
And nothing like the other.
Him since forgotten.
No longer in any part of my future.
Then the one I loved fell back into my life.
He smiled and started that kiss again.
We held hands and talk about everything.
Never wanting anything between us again.
I broke down the walls I'd since put up again.
I let him know how much I loved him
as he did for me. knowing in the morning we would have to wake and face the world.
