The only thing that really comes to mind when I think about you is...
Why?
Why don't you want to keep me forever? Why is "temporary" your only thought when it comes to loving me?
Because I'm over here, I thinking about how I had never kissed anyone the way I kissed you. I'm here wondering about what you're doing or what your favorite color is, or how the word "life" makes you feel. I'm here feeling random flutters in my stomach when I remember the way you looked at me before you grabbed me and placed your lips on mine again and again and again. I'm here analyzing years of history, interactions and conversations, wondering how and when I truly fell for you, and in a way, you for me. I'm here opening our pictures and videos every single night, replaying the smile on your lips and pausing in the middle of your laugh, just to see the sparkle in your eyes and the crinkle of your nose.
I'm here wondering how you and I could feel so deeply about each other for so long, but the only thing you want when it comes to me, is...temporary.
YOU ARE READING
Or Maybe Be
Thơ caEverything I wish to say, but more. A new chapter in the life of me, continuing on with love for both someone new, and myself.
