in seven years all the cells in my body will be replaced and i will have body that's untouched by you. i think i wish i would've known that it'd be the last time you kissed me. i would have savored it more. out of all the boys i've kissed none have had lips like yours.
it's been concluded the average human body contains approximately 37.2 trillion cells. i'd like to think i touched every cell on your body so when she runs her hands down your back you still feel my fingerprints. you made me yours, it's only fair i still get a piece of you.
there is a theory out there that cells have memory and so i hope when you forget my favorite color, or my favorite song your tongue remembers the taste of mine, and my hands pressed against your chest. i swear i can still feel your head resting against my breasts and i'm not much for gambling, but i'd bet you still remember the sound of my heartbeat.
in seven years your 37.2 trillion cells will have been shed away along with the memories of my touch, but more importantly in seven years i won't be giving a damn about your cells.
