Guilty kisses with the lights dimmed
You turned nineteen only yesterday it seemed
The same shirt, blue like the sky
Small talk – these days that’s how we get by
Tender kisses by dirtied sheets
Walking home drunk, bare feet
A partner, my lover of six days
Paranoia, how did we get to this place?
Soft kisses, intoxicated we smile
On bad nights, thirty one eleven I still dial
Messy hair & leftover Chinese take out
How do we have nothing left to talk about?
Hard kisses sloppy on the sides
How many more names on your phone will you hide?
Half hugs, they’re just a formality
Shouldn’t this be the time for more stability?
Sorry kisses for the times been wronged
Wow, that really didn’t take long
Wasted so much time becoming nothing
April, May, June – it’s still just a fling
Last kisses we should try again
A new start – but where do we begin?
Am I your lover & are you my friend?
Habit has prepared me – I can foresee the end.
Labels this labels that
Labels good labels bad
Somewhere between the first kiss & all of the above
I let these lips and touch & fell in love.