i was scared we rushed us
too fast rather than taking
things slow
but you held on to the fact
our connection was different
than something you ever had
you enjoyed the fact i couldn't
keep my hands of you,
always wanting to be holding your
hands or lightly massaging
your arms – enjoying every
moment beside you
i was lost in you
while you were lost in the
constant affection
you always lacked in your
life
you'd think that would keep
you within my embrace
not lead you to the arms
of another
YOU ARE READING
with whiskey on our breath
Poetrybecause there's that one moment in life where you meet someone and wonder, "where the fuck have you been all my life?" this was - is our moment. © christine marie.
