𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

you and me

i remember,
your clinquant eyes,
your locks that smelled like vanilla,
your warm mouth that tastes like lollipops and milk,
you that smelled like the oh so sweet honey.

i remember,
when we will sneak out of the window and go to the dusty rooftop,
when our hands will find their way to each other,
when you talked excitedly about the galaxies and us,
when we exchanged saliva with the moon and stars being eye witnesses.

i remember,
when you came to me with busted lips and broken ribs,
you came when i had black eyes and bruised cheeks,
when we will run to under that bridge, hug each other broken souls.

i remember,
the night when I felt your breath on my nose,
the night our bare chest caressed each other,
the night you brought me closer,
the night you released sweet melody from your mouth,
the night when our roses bloomed ,
and thorns grew,

oh how careless am i, my thorn pricked your heart.
or maybe his pricked mine.
i don't care, because the pain is still the same.