The Poem I Never Wrote You (Prelude to Heartbreak)

140 7 0
                                    

When you kissed me
All I could think about was how soft
Your lips were
They tasted like the birthday cake chapstick
You loved to wear
Tell me, did you make sure to
Wear it
Just for me?
Your hands
Tangled in my hair
Our names blended together
On our lips
I bought that same chapstick
Afterwards
So I could remember
How you tasted
Once you pulled away

We Write for Fear of SilenceWhere stories live. Discover now