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cheiloproclitic
being attracted to a person's lips or mouth
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"Remember how I burned after you kissed me?" I said as I laced my way around him.
It was an unpending pang of sense as those words came out on my mouth. I remembered how it felt. It rushed like rivers and it felt like it was a wildfire.
"Do you think that we could also burn out?" he replied. My eyes were starting to grew tired and the lines I see were starting to get blurry.
"Are you aware that even your kiss could light a whole city inside me but it could be the drought that could kill my forest?" he hissed, and pain was plain-smothered obvious in my voice.
He stood and took a clip in his pocket and said, "Are you also aware that you could get inside in my prison and you won't be able to get out?"
A knife pierced me, invisibly. It was a sting to the chest, and although it was accidental, it was so painful.
I walked out, bare hurt was seen in my face. I took my keys and drove off. Tears were forming and they were literally being flown away by the wind with the speed I was going.
I should've known things from the very start.
I hope he finds what he's looking for. Because for me, I'm the girl who's been set on fire but was instantly put out.
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Lovesick
PoezjaWhat's a heart wrenching love story without those what ifs and words left unsaid?