I had to do this jane, so i did.
I didn't care that you makeup was everywhere and that your hair was a mess and that this was absolutley the worst time to do this,
but I couldn't resist.
and I kissed you, in my car with the Arctic Monkeys playing in the background.
Your lips tasted salty like the sea but sweet like vanilla and your kiss was so intoxicating and I just wanted to get drunk.
And that was the first smile I've seen from you in awhile.
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Ribbons
PoetryA story about a broken girl who wears ribbons and a boy who tries to pick up the pieces