It started...
On the warm night of laughter and fun delight.
We sat there you holding me close, squeezing my hand warming the blood that runs through my veins.
For the ride we sat alone once again holding me in your arms my face pressed against your cheek.
The trip is ending soon but theres still time, i suddenly feel your lips upon mine expecting just what is called a peck , but i got the whole make-out on a special night.
A day even better was going to come to me. A day of hurt came to you but i made it all better for you.
I came to you we lay-ed together so comfortably and quiet. Then you could not beat the pain you leaned over and placed your lips upon mine. Making love for the longest time I've had. It was so memorable and amazing. Feeling special, kissing me with those sweet soft lips, so wonderful its sin.
You pull me back squeeze me softly , kissing me hard wishing i would never go. Gone farther and kept your lips locked with mine every moment we got a chance holding me against you kissing hard. Your lips so sin no longer a empty version for you me being your first and you being my second and so wonderful and heavenly. You are tragedy before a loving story.
I would hope to be in you arms again but now you have just been putting me through so much pain, deep into me, you don't deserve my kiss and embrace.
