After a long time
that was the first time
that I felt my lips
melt into another's
As you grabbed my hips
and I scratched your back
I could feel my soul
leave my body behind
I felt it, your tongue
sliding over mine
and when you bit me
I almost cried
when I got home
I smelled of smoke
and of frying fish
and of desperation
for the jerk who kissed so well, he broke my heart
Ahhh.. the whoring that follows a breakup. I know it too well. lolz
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