Our lips have met one another and tasted like liquor. But ones once they turned tasteless and my blood was no longer tainted, the greeting felt natural.
Your hands brushed upon my trembling body and they felt like the first fallen leaves of autumn. So delicate and new.
The words from your mouth felt like butterflies within my body, all over my body.
Your stare feels like a ray of sunlight after a wretched rainstorm, when I ask why you look you reply, "because you're beautiful"

There's two kinds of liking a person,

The one where you're just getting to know them and you think they're cute. You have some common interests and they're nice to you.

Then there's the serious kind, the one where you're put in the situation where you have to make decisions, they want you. You have potential to be happy with them. You know their flaws, yet you don't care. You fall hard and fast and it's not just the present you're thinking about anymore, it's the future.

I've stopped listening to the sad songs because I can now relate to the songs about love,

I felt my head on your chest and remembered what it's like to sleep with someone who dreams of me,
I kissed your lips softly and slowly and remembered what it's like to kiss someone who cares for every touch,
I held your hand tightly with sweaty hands and remembered what it's like to grasp for someone who won't let go,
I stared in your eyes and you stared in mine and remembered what it's like to look at someone who thinks I'm the most beautiful thing in the universe,

Maybe you can make me happy,
Like I thought he could,
I don't want to rely on anyone for happiness,
But I know I can't rely on myself,

Am I broken if I can't let people in?
The best friend of 5 years just barely skims the surface,
Of my lasting secrets and dark thoughts,
No body knows anything yet they try to believe,
That I'm normal like them but no one knows me,

You send me the signals that we're over, we're through. But why do you keep coming back if that's true? You ask for my forgiveness time and time again but I'm sick of giving it to you, not anymore will I. Your confusion is rubbing off on me, just because you're unsure doesn't mean I have to be as well. I know you don't want me, I get it, there's no need to make me feel like **** as well. I'm done with you, like you are I, now can we drop these petty games and part our ways?