I hope you are out there,
attempting to find love once again.
When you kiss her, I hope you compare
them to my innocent ones.
The ones you liked so much to play with
And when she kissed you back, hungry for your heart that was never there to begin with.
I hope you compare her taste to my mischievous smile.
The one you couldn't resist
When her neediness grows so much
that it becomes a third person
Between you two.
I hope you realise your true incapacity to love anyone.
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Afternoon Thoughts
PoetryHer head felt light in that moment, She felt as if was drunk on starlight, Her bare toes grazing dewy grass, Breathing in the sweet scent that was finally her.
