i had my first kiss
a year
and a half
ago.
it was awkward,
it was tense,
it was dry, and cracked and grey and brittle and
i wanted it to end.
i wanted
all of the kisses
to end,
i wanted all of his touches to stop,
i didn't feel the
pulses of
electricity and
lightning
and magic
that i was supposed to feel,
i didn't feel the same desire i had
when i'd done it in my mind,
the same desire i always
thought
i'd have
and maybe
that's how
it's supposed to be.
but i want someone to kiss me
so tenderly and softly
that i finally crumble apart.
i want someone to send
current through my veins and shivers down my spine.
i want my first kiss,
the way
it was supposed
to be.
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Love Hate & Everything in Between
Poetrywe all have those words. ones that are best left unsaid. ones that should be said, yet aren't. ones that ruin lives, and ones that save them. here are some such words. words of love words of hate and everything in between ~~~ im rewriting these fou...
