I want you. I want all of you.
I want my first time to be with you. I’ve thought about it since freshman year,
And I’m ready.
But I’m not. How do I know you won’t just leave?
Like you always do.
Like everyone does.
Everyone leaves and how do I know you won’t do the same?
Lets be honest, I’ve waited for you. I’ve stayed single in hopes you would want me, call me yours and hold me.
I get that, but then you leave.
They say live in the moment..
But in this moment I am so sure of what I want, but unsure of the you and me.
Come back for my birthday and love me before I change my mind.
Cigarettes describe the relationship between us,
When I put you to my lips and inhaled, I couldn’t get enough of the intoxicating smoke you released,
Your nicotine that was surging through my body became a sweet, sweet addiction,
The ashes from our time together are the vivid memories I have of us that I will be able to keep forever,
And just like a cigarette, our time came to an end
Cut short and the fire burnt out,
Leaving me here