Our lips locked in that single moment of bliss
all the butterflies seemed to melt away as you intertwined your fingers with mine
I ran my frail fingers through your hair trying not to tremble under your masculine touch..
each and every single brush of our skin seemed to zap electricity into my very being..
I could feel myself getting more and more intoxicated with the feeling that was you..
but why?
it felt like you were saying how much you loved me..
why did it feel like you were also saying goodbye.

-the wilting rose🥀