The taste burns against my lips
Yet I still yearn for them
I yearn for the way they burn your taste out of my lips
Out of my head I hope the burn takes everything from you away
The way you feel the way you smell everything seemed so familiar I just can't
Not anymore not anymore
Everything is currently rushing against me
I'm currently not doing okay
Mentally I'm shot truthfully I'm done
And all I want is to hold you up kiss your lips
I can't breathe when I see you I spot you from across a room
I see you everywhere I look
Against the walls of my store
In the depths of my hands
The feel of yours on my hips
The way conversation flowed so easily
The way you just melted into me
It sticks in the back of my head
I replay it over and over again
I'm sorry
YOU ARE READING
Maybe poetry?
PoesíaThis might be poetry it might not but I have a lot to day but not enough words to say it with
