I don't feel passion when you kiss me anymore.
The words "I love you"
do not invisibly transfer
from your tongue to mine
as they once did.
We had this way about us
this fire
that no one could put out
or so I thought.
Because she
put it out.
She fucked it all up the moment she threw herself at you like a desperate call for help.
And now
every time our lips touch
I can't help but think of
the girl who was touching you
as I was lying there
alone and craving every inch of you.
-C.D.
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