Because the last time I kissed you, it was not slow and blissful
The last time I kissed you it was quick and toxic
Our last kiss was not a hello, but a farewell
You see, the last time we kissed neither of us was really willing but we had to do it to prove that we could not physically love each other.
And as our lips parted, stinging tears fell from your glistening hazel pools onto my cheeks and I'm so sorry that my lips stung you worse than a yellow jacket that's so pissed at you for destroying its nest.
I kissed you the last time to show you that once we were perfect; and you destroyed my heart, the sting of My lips will forever haunt you and every other man will taste like me but not as sweet.
