I think about kissing your neck
Digging in deep and leaving an imprint so that once I leave it’ll feel like I’m still here
I wanna memorize your taste
The way you sigh when my head’s between your thighs
And my tongue is catching up with your body like an old friend
Not exploring you
Because I’ve been here so many times
And my mouth’s been too
That way when I’m gone I’ll still remember you inside and out
Maybe I’ll be able to make you remember me too
Can’t get me out of your head
Can’t get you out of mine
You asked to hug my leg and then looked up at me and said “can I tell you something? I’ve always really wanted to tell you that… And I’m really really drunk so remember that but anyways I’ve always really wanted to tell you that I-” and then someone spilled their drink on you so you got distracted and forgot what you were saying.
I guess I’ll never know what you wanted to tell me when you were drunk.
drunken weekends off with my co-workers (via nostarlesbian)
You could have kissed me during a downpour underneath a blue umbrella.
Now every time it rains, I think of you.
You could have phoned me at 2am after our worst fight yet and said “I just can’t do this anymore”.
Leaving me to pick up the pieces.
You could have picked drugs over me when I made you choose.
Making me wonder if you ever really loved me.
No, if I had to do it all over again, I would choose loneliness. Because even that is preferable to missing the way you spoke to me through the darkness of your bedroom before everything was ruined.
08:59:53 PM
“come make nachos and eat donuts with me”
If only she knew that it’s exactly 47 minutes from my house to hers, and I have no car.
But I would walk all the way to make that text come true if I could because she makes me feel like I’m finally living for the first time.
And I don’t even know if she likes me, or if we’re just best friends, but this distance sure makes it difficult to figure it out.
You wouldn’t be my prom date because you’re “actually straight” and everything with me was “just a phase”, yet you made out with me on the dance floor in front of everyone and whispered in my ear “I wish I’d gone to prom with you”. And then we spent the whole night together, but only because you were drunk.
It’s funny how things work out for the gay girls in high school… I can still be your best friend though. I mean, it’s better than nothing.
On prom with/without the only girl I’ve ever cared about. (via earthtodust)po (via nostarlesbian)
1) We celebrated my birthday with a bottle of vodka. She kissed me in front of all her friends because she said she wanted to be my first. Intimacy had never seemed exciting before February 28th.
2) She got so drunk at that house party that when my friend suggested that we kiss, she went for it, even though she told me it was a one time thing. I hoped that maybe the first time wasn’t a fluke, and perhaps she felt what was between us, too.
3) She pulled me in and we kissed on the dance floor at prom, even though there were other people around. That night made me feel alive, convincing me I could go anywhere with anyone. She made me feel that way.
Even though every kiss finished with a “this doesn’t mean anything, okay?”, I can’t help but wonder; why did she always kiss me first?
i haven’t written any good poetry in a long time
i’m not sure why but i think at first
it was because you made me so happy that
all my sadness was washed away and i was
feeling happiness for the first time
i didn’t know how to describe it
and then it was because
you lost interest in me
and i became sadder than I had ever been
every sadness i’d ever felt
all put together
either way i guess i just
have nothing left
to say
Things that you’ve said to me recently that have made me cry:
- I love it when you make me laugh
- My friend thinks you’re really cute
- I’m so glad we can still be friends
- There’s a really cute girl on my rugby team
- If I don’t get laid this weekend I’m going to die
- Good night, sweet dreams
How did we get to this point?
“It’s cool, we can still be friends" (via nostarlesbian)
