Your lips

I bet your lips taste like betrayal….
What you did in that staircase.
The only image I can’t erase.
How could you do this to me?
How could you do this to me?
I pushed you away, but honestly…

I want it to taste like…
Those memories.
Our rhythm rushes back to me.
How could she do this to me?
How could she do this to me?

To Be Continued….

Thoughts? Suggestions? Let me know in the comments below. Thanks for using your time to read this. You’re still breathing, so stay strong. Goodbye.

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