I am ashamed
To say I once loved you
To say I once ached for you
To wish you were here again
To pray that you'll arrive
In my head you're the one
I want I want you so bad
To bad you're not mine to have
I miss you
Because for once in my life something feels right
You feel right
The way you feel against me
Your hands on my hips
The way you felt buried in my neck.
I miss you
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
