I want him to kiss me.
I put myself in situations where we’ll be close or we’ll have to touch -
where it’s unavoidable -
or where we’ll just be near to one another; where he’ll have to think about me in the capacity I’m wishing he would.
Sometimes, I’ll close my eyes and hope he’ll surprise me with a kiss but I know he wont.
The truth is, he never will.
and later, when I’m alone, I cry because I only want him to kiss me so I’ll stop wanting you to kiss me.
No matter how beautifully spontaneous or romantic or perfect he could kiss me, it would never be you.
I can’t imagine anyone loving me the way I know you have, the way you could again,
I can’t imagine loving anyone like I love you still.
I can’t imagine kissing someone else and not thinking about you.
Maybe, I’ll just always see you.
I want him to kiss me so I can see you.
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